I want to share something empowering, something motivating, but I don’t have it at the moment. This move to Atlanta has taken a toll on me. Relocation is damn hard. Kudos to you all that do this on a regular basis. I want to curl up into a ball and hide from the world at the moment.
What I can offer up is that I am grateful beyond words for friends that reminded me of who I am each in their own ways. Not the small me that is quivering in anxiety, but the me that is larger than life. The me that knows this is temporary and it is time to give myself grace.
My friends yesterday listened to my fears, encouraged me to continue journeying toward becoming my best self and reminded me that they will always be there for me.
My best friend today reminded me of the things that really matter and that all the rest takes care of itself on its own. She reminded me that I am loved and more importantly worth loving. She did this by loving me and taking the time to remind me to love myself.
And I am grateful for my sisters. For reminding me of how much we share. If I can love them as much as I do and we are so alike, then how can I not love myself just as much?
These women are my tribe. I believe in the love of the universe because it sends angels like them into my life. For that I am grateful.