Friend, relationships are difficult. They require work, whether that is picking up the phone to chat, planning and spending time together, or settling in to have the hard conversations… …they, relationships, require effort. Additionally, we all have triggers, pasts, and ‘imperfections’. The closer you… Continue Reading “Face the Bear”
Ever since my divorce at 29, after a very short lived three year marriage, I have struggled to find love…not because it hasn’t been there, but because I have not felt worthy. When you don’t feel worthy of love, and yet you’re out on… Continue Reading “The Realities We Create”
I am someone, not somebody. The distinction is important. This isn’t a grammar lesson, it’s a lesson in how you allow yourself to show up and be in other people’s lives, and what you accept into yours. We as humans crave and desire intimacy,… Continue Reading “Be Someone”
Hungry people make poor shoppers… the same is true when we are hungry for love and approval.
Our hearts, our energy, and our time are valuable commodities. We need to be particular about those people who we let share space in these golden spaces, because the people that we invite in become a part of us. When we invite people who… Continue Reading “Bread Crumbs”
There are many ways in which we can let ourselves down. When we say yes, when we’d rather say no. When other people’s feelings are placed ahead of our well-being. When we silence our voice out of fear of how we will be perceived.… Continue Reading “Letting Ourselves Down”
We want to be chosen.
To have someone who loves us as we are, has seen the flaws and weaknesses, and wants us because these nuances are part of what make us beautiful, and wonderful and delightful.
To truly have someone see all the parts that make us uniquely us. To take the time to peal back the layers and say yes.
Friend, have you ever sat and wondered why something didn’t work, slipped from your grip, and got away? Perhaps a lover who left before you were ready to let go, or a job prospect that seemed an ideal fit, but went to another candidate?… Continue Reading “The One that Got Away”
I’d distract myself with this feeling of being needed, thinking that it meant that I was valued, that I mattered. That my existence in the space of this individual’s life was something spectacular and magical.