I started to write this post about two weeks ago, but I kept putting it off...
...because it's a very uncomfortable one. I'd ten times rather tell you a super embarrassing story about myself than write this post.
But I'm too OCD to skip over number 23...so I will do it. Today's post: A Love Letter to Myself
Here goes!
Dear Bekah...
You demand a lot from yourself...too much, probably, sometimes. Okay, most of the time. But today you need to open wide some arms of grace and think about what you love about yourself.
...I love the way I've taken a house and made it a home. I love this place and the comfort it offers, even if it just offers it to Braeya and me. I love the warm colors, the comfy chairs, the cozy bed, the coffee candles...and the actual unlimited coffee itself.
...I love knowing that when this place sells and I have a new house, it can be home too. I love knowing I can transform that place and make it every bit the haven this one has been for the last eleven years.
...I love the way I write. Many classroom hours in college left me wishing I had the talent of this writer or that. I wanted to sound smarter or have more deeper thoughts, but now I'm very happy with my writing voice. It suits me.
...I love the way God has put in me a desire to love others. Sure, sometimes that brings its own brand of heartache, but most of the time it brings its own brand of joy.
...I love my quirks. Everyone else may roll their eyes at the things that bring me joy, but I don't care. I love the unique blend that is Bekah.
...I love this life. Many years ago, I never thought life could be good if lived alone, but I was wrong. I enjoy these days and the way I've been able to bring fun to this life. I love the way I learned to get up and make things happen rather than sitting back thinking I didn't deserve fun.
And that...is what I love about my life. On to more comfortable topics tomorrow!!
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