Driving up to Prague this evening I was thinking a lot about my Dad. Parents love their children unconditionally. Or at least – they should. I got to thinking that my Dad was special because not only did he love his kids unconditionally but he never ever asked for anything in return. Unconditional love isn’t just about loving some one for who they are – warts and all – but, its also about not asking for anything back. I think that’s actually quite a rare thing.