Yesterday a good friend told me that my name was being bashed to the ground by two people I love. Ten years ago I would have dug a hole and climbed in. Yesterday I asked him "After all that they said to you, do you feel differently about me? Do you still love me for what you know of me? Do you judge me? Because in all reality, I love myself, I love those around me, and everything I do is out of love, and yes, sometimes that includes loving myself enough to take care of me. The real question is... did you defend me?"
I am real. I am worth love. Because I know this, no words can break me. Today I am a phenomenal woman with skeletons, bruises, hurts, joys and qualities only I need to love. I love all of me. So I say... God is my judge... not you.
What to do on my birthday>>> Hmmm... is the beach calling my name?
Love to you all!!
