Unconditional love does it really exist?
On certain levels of our human-being-ness I’m sure our intent is that unconditional love exists…but let’s be real.
Restless nights and childhood terrors, why did these evolve? What stimulates inherited memory.
Perhaps from the authoritative voice, the voice that said "I love you" and also said…"I’ll be happy when... when you tidy your room, when you pick up your toys, when you do the dishes, when you be quiet, when you go to sleep, when you leave home. " In my own parenting I know I didn’t always 'get-it-right'.