Originally Posted by
ISOHumility 
I love him. What I don't know yet is how to love him exactly as he is. THAT is true loving. And if I can learn to do that, perhaps it will help our relationship, perhaps not. But it sure as hell will help me.
A couple of years ago, my therapist bust out laughing when I said this and I was laughing too:
I love my cat. She brings me so much joy and even a little pain sometimes. She's a typical narcissist cat and comes to me for love on her terms, and sometimes merely tolerates me when I scoop her up and snuggle her. Other times she'll dig her claws into me to be let go. She can be very insistent when she wants something, has hissy fits, and will throw things off my dresser when I don't pay her enough attention fast enough. I love her so much that cleaning her stinky cat litter doesn't even bother me. I love and accept her, cat litter and all.
If I can love my cat unconditionally, I can love my daughter, too
