Yes, Love

For years and years upon more years I've struggled with the thought of "being loved."

I thought love was conditional. And, for some people it is.

I thought love meant you'd never feel pain. However, I'm not sure if there is any greater pain than the pain that comes from losing someone you love or being betrayed by them.

My heart was shattered into a trillion little pieces a few years ago. And, with each day that passes I find myself being able to do something I never thought I'd do: glue another piece back in place.

Each week that passes I feel my heart beating stronger and more confidently.

Each month that passes allows me to look back and see that the me I'm becoming would not have happened without the breaking of the core in my being.

Each year that passes I find myself more and more amazed at the love that truly does surround me. Love that was and is always there.

Love from family. Love from friends.
Love from Above.
Love that grows. Love that moves within me.
Love to be shared. Love to be given. Love to be received.
Love to cherish. Love to relish.

Simply Love.

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