Perhaps in destiny's grand design no one is wrong, not you or the one holding the scorecard....
And all is meant to be. I cannot feel your pain when I touch your head with fever, but I touch. I cannot feel your hunger when your tummy rumbles, but I cook. I can in fact feel your hurt, worry and concerns.....
All it took was to stop and listen. That was the easy part. Some things are treated symptomatically. Others...only with Love.
Julie Hernandez
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