Happy Mothers Day Loves!
Lately I've been struggling with being less passive about things that make me feel smothered, things that feel wrong in my gut, things that I'd be selling myself short if I didn't say. I think we're figuring out who we are daily, a slow evolution of our ideal self. I am not who I was yesterday, and I might take a step back tomorrow, but the trick is to continue taking steps, not to be lifeless and immobile. The other piece of that is to not let anyone else judge your progress- you know in your head if you're making the right changes. If all the pieces of the puzzle aren't visible, it can be easy for others to point fingers, pass judgement.
I forget what it's like to have someone tell you daily that you're beautiful, to kiss your forehead, to tell you everything will work out and make you believe it. I forget what it's like to meet someone that makes you laugh til you're snorting and smile til your afraid it'll stick that way. I am terrified to jinx it by writing that-- I'm the queen of ruining a good thing.