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On Friday last I woke up and vomited. It wasn't because I had a virus, but because the rage had made me sick as well.

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I am sad that I've wasted my life hiding.

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Oh no. Don't put yourself in the waste bin! In the building of these walls we also allowed some good squeeze through the cracks and get close to us haven't we?

I think of it this way: we did what we could to experience the precious litltle love that was available to us as children and then as adults we tried and experienced love to a degree. It wasn't optimum because we did not have the tools necessary to open our hearts all the way.

But, now that we are beginning to know--to feel--the pain of our anger that blocked that love, we can open our hearts a bit and let some more love in?

Also, our children will really reap the benefits because they will see us doing this hard work in the name of love and living life to it's fullest.

Peace