There are many things I can do (even those things don’t have to be perfect), whether silly or small, or things I only do for myself. They don’t have to be shiny things wrapped up with bows. I could be a great pessimist, or the best at ruining pancakes because I flip them too soon. The point is ...
It is because of our mistakes that we grow and travel away from the pigeonholed demise of what we’ve been told. We acknowledge our sad and painful stories then step aside from defending, clinging and holding onto an endless swirl of reconciliation.
You have lost love, and it hurts; but you will find greater love, and it will be worth the wait. Your heart is open, and it scares you to death -- let it. Welcome those feelings, invite them to sit down and stay awhile; look fear in the eyes and tell it that you are going to love anyway. Please ...