Relationships invite me to come from a place where my love cup overflows to my lover and life. I choose this way of relating over those romantic illusions.
These are not mantras for the fainthearted. They take into account that sometimes life is a bed of nails blanketed over by chocolate-covered rose petals.
Grief and fury scoured her throat. “Don’t you understand? She was a good mom because she loved us, not because she never wanted anything else in her life!"
You may travel or dance or sing instead of writing through your pain, but know what you need and go about incorporating it into your gorgeous new story.
Life is hard enough without putting pressure on ourselves. In Divine right timing, all will unfold, and as Juliana of Norwich said, "All shall be well."