...the worst part is knowing it's over, the best part is knowing I'll be okay.
Which way do I turn when love is gone?
The existence of the past plagues me. Moments turn into days long lost. Tears evoke waves of pain. The brim of possibility appears seeminly distant. Despite the gloom of yesterday, when I slow down and take a look around a breath of perspective consumes me. Love is not permanently gone. Love comes in varying forms, from varying people. Love has no rules, knows no limits, and comes from many different avenues. Love of self always must come first. I must share this brief story. YESTERDAY, I was driving with a friend and she explained to me that when I gather some self-esteem I'm going to be a bitch. A healthy bitch though! Is that possible? Well, anything is possible. At this point in the game, I've realized that life has no limits as long as I continue to stay prayed up, keep the faith, and even when life shows up....never stop the growth. Wow! {sigh} I'll be okay.
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