There’s a part of me that cannot, even for a second, fathom that God would create me to do life alone. Like, there’s just no way. For the person I am and the things I value and cherish in life, I don’t believe that I’ll be single for the rest of my life.

But in that same breath, I question myself.

I fall back into those insecurities, the low self-esteem, the “am I unlovable?” (even though I know it’s not true, when I am in moments of despair, those old thought patterns and belief systems start to creep back in).

I question God.

“…I am in such awe of the strength and resilience us beautiful humans carry.

Life is seriously such a beautiful wild ride, and the best part is….

We’re all just walking each other home<3”

When I say this entire experience was magical, I mean it in every sense you can imagine. To be able to see and find the light within the darkness is a gift that I don’t take for granted. It’s easier to look at life’s experiences and focus on the negative but it takes dedicated inner work to see the good during trying times.