Post from the Vault: I wrote this post exactly a year ago today, but didn’t post it at the time. I sat on it, to let it marinate and to see if I would feel differently in a year, two years, three years, etc. I hope it speaks to you the same way it spoke to me to write and re-read it.
You will find peace if you choose to find it everyday. Being loved is supportive but not fulfilling. One must choose to love themselves, and one must choose to love others. You sound like someone who many are fond of, whom many love, and whom shares her love selectively. Don’t let the world harden you. Find that peace. Let it grow to great lengths. Then use that to choose love again.
Love Is A Choice
This is so beautiful
You will find peace if you choose to find it everyday. Being loved is supportive but not fulfilling. One must choose to love themselves, and one must choose to love others. You sound like someone who many are fond of, whom many love, and whom shares her love selectively. Don’t let the world harden you. Find that peace. Let it grow to great lengths. Then use that to choose love again.