11/03/2012 I miss
you, but in many ways, I miss you much less than when I was on my own. ‘Cause I
can come and see you any time I want. Any time I miss you, I just come by and
see how you’re doing, and it does me good.
That’s what is so beautiful about Heaven. There is no place
for what is not loving. All there is here is Love. And it’s so wonderful. Love
heals. My sister needs love to heal. I want to give her my love so she can
heal.
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