Beauties!
I wrote a Love Story. It's my love story. It's a story about me finding myself and, therein, loving myself. All of myself.
A love story
“As I began to love myself, I found that anguish and emotional suffering were only warning signs that I was living against my truth” Charlie Chaplin
Just a very few years ago, I was taught about my worth. For over 40 years, I searched high and low for love. My journey was intently focused on finding love. I wanted more than anything to be loved. It was a “righteous” desire, certainly. I would change how I looked or talked or what music I listened to. I’d overlook all flashing, siren-sounding red flags. If I loved enough, I thought that would eventually be reciprocated.
Then on a simple whiteboard, in the small office of my therapist, I learned that I was innately lovable… my worth was whole, my value infinite. I was always enough, simply because I was born.
“The absence of self-love can never be replaced with the presence of people’s love for you.” Edmond Mbiaka
When I began actively working to love myself, to accept myself, to honor myself - my world opened up immeasurably. I loved infinitely better as a mom. I loved more than I thought possible as a Gigi. I connected with my forever partner. I love him better because I love myself better.
So while this may not be a mushy romantic love story, it’s the most important love story in my life! Because I’ve learned to actively love myself, I can love and be loved. It’s my love story.
We all have a love story, don't we? Some have been written. Some have not even been started. Some have chapters. Some have verses. Some are private. Some are quite public. Some are quiet, some loud. But we all have one. My hope is that you find yours and write it. Write it down. Your love story.
XOXOXO