I am in love. My love is soft and gentle…at times accordingly direct and demanding…Love and life has resolved my love to being self reliant yet dedicated to cultivating a nurturing aura. In my mind’s eye I have seen my love walk across a room gracefully and confidently. A sexy sway that declares, “I am love”. My love’s substantiated brilliance requires no fabricated audience. Witty? Don’t blink, pay attention, otherwise you just may miss it! I look into the eyes of my love and KNOW there’s been sadness, tears and disappointment but if the eyes are truly the window of the soul then I KNOW passion and love has not escaped my love!
My love… is ME!
Somewhere, some point I lost me. Perchance, it was post graduation and entering into the real world? Feasibly, it may have been the first time I fell in love or my first heart break? Or possibly I gave up me when I married or when my first child was born? Did I surrender who I was for this job or that job? An ideal life, consumed by an unrealistic reality.
I am not bitter. I am not unfulfilled and calculate few regrets. I am contently enlightened, engaged and empowered to love me. Through the years, I have learned to stop, envision and question who I have been, who I am now and who I want to be.
When did you lose yourself?