Love yourself the way you want to be loved.
Wow. It’s no secret. I know I’ve got a pretty sad situation going on here, concerning love. We’re to the point of saying good morning and goodnight. Yep. That’s about it. Lots of days we pass each other on the way from the bedroom to the kitchen. And back again. Yes, sad. Yes, reality.
I’m not sure when it got to this point. I just know that we’re here.
So when I read this quote, it pretty much caught in my throat. Pretty much caught in my heart. I’m not even sure what I want to say about it, other than, dang it hurts. It hurts to look at it up there at the top of the page. It hurts to think too much about it.
Sure, I reason that I’ve got [some] children who love me. I’ve got grandchildren. But wow. What would it be like to have a really special person love me?
Anyway, I’m going to try to love myself the way I want to be love. If not me, who? If not now, when? I’m OK with this. I’m at this point. I’m here. I might as well make the best of it and at least be as happy as I’m going to be.
Not to worry.