There is no more accurate example of the dichotomy of power welded when women come together.
You are the only one who can determine your value and your purpose.
Letting go is a form of self-love. You can move forward when you release what is not yours to hold.
We continue to try to recreate the magic that has already passed.
I want to come to the end and say, “Damn, what a ride!”
It took losing my wings to learn I could fly.
I never expected breath could pull the plug on the anxiety churning inside.
Love yourself better than anyone else can.
Don’t forget to look under the couch.
This was never part of my plan.
