Originally wanted to post this, a couple of months ago. and while I didn’t get the chance to finish or the time alone to post..it still play on my mind. Especially as the few bloggers I was specifically thinking about are still on their journeys, in various stages, whether it be in love, discovering a new relationship, living day to day in the knowledge that they remain in love with someone that is paralyzed from reciprocating, or finally living freely in an authentic way for her and her girls…there are so many of you out there. The journey doesn’t end does it? It just changes…
***without further adieu***
Originally, the break was meant to be temporary, very temporary. It started with not blogging much but keeping up with all of you by reading and commenting here and there. As I tried to keep up with those of you that I follow religiously, I noticed a recurring theme amongst many of us around being true to oneself, love and what does loving oneself look like, what does love look like when it’s someone that loves you and how do our own issues and expectations act as a filter in any of our relationships. Romantic, platonic, familial, and more importantly with ourselves.
is me is really me 
This was beautiful. Thank you for sharing. Living authentically for my girls is the best thing. Loving myself too, is such a daily process.
All very true my dear, and I am one who has to allow my self to “let” someone love me. It’s very difficult to fully accept this notion that someone could really love me. No, I don’t believe I’m horrible in any way, but I do believe I protect myself from anyone harming me in anyway. We can lose out on love by doing that.