<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Brothers on Walking in Sober Boots</title><link>https://soberboots.org/tags/brothers/</link><description>Recent content in Brothers on Walking in Sober Boots</description><image><title>Walking in Sober Boots</title><url>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</url><link>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</link></image><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 13 May 2017 08:27:12 -0400</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://soberboots.org/tags/brothers/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>φιλία (philía) love</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2017/05/13/%CF%86%CE%B9%CE%BB%CE%B9%CE%B1-philia-love/</link><pubDate>Sat, 13 May 2017 08:27:12 -0400</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2017/05/13/%CF%86%CE%B9%CE%BB%CE%B9%CE%B1-philia-love/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The first time the man who I would eventually ask to be my sponsor said, “I love you” to me I was a bit stunned and I managed to stammer that I loved him too back, even though I wasn’t sure that I wanted to say the words — not because I didn’t love him, but because it felt awkward.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>