There will never be another You.

A true love story

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Everybody wants to experience true love but not everybody realizes that the realest love story starts and ends with you and only you.

It wasn’t about living the picture perfect fairy tale story glossed with glitter and gold. It was about the way you walked alone when life got hard. The way you carried yourself through the darkest hours. The way you began to see and feel others so much more deeply because you empathized with their pain while you were trying to understand your own. It was about the way you smiled to protect the people you love from worrying about you. The way you were so strong and resilient even though you’re at the verge of cracking.

It was about the way society conditioned you to believe something against your own values, to doubt yourself, and the way you fought anyway to rewire what no longer serves you. It was about the many others you lifted along your journey because your courage to face your own fears became the spark of light that lit everyone up around you. It was about the way you cultivated your presence in silence when no one was looking or clapping or giving you any sense of validation.

It was about how you began to dig the gratitude out from beneath life’s greatest catastrophes. It was about how you rediscovered the joy that lives within you and the way you share it with others. It was about the way you learned to honor every unique quirk and thing about you. It was about the way you loved and learned to be loved.

It was about your strength and your courage to face the shadow and seek the light.

It was about how you never gave up on yourself— how you kept going— how you kept seeking for a Truth that is far beyond materials, status or the outer world that is ever-changing.

It was about the way you softened up and let yourself be carried.

It was about how you remembered who you were again — beneath names and forms, identities and roles.

You are the truest love story that has ever existed.

And whenever you forget —

Whenever you doubt yourself —

Whenever you question your worth —

Whenever you want to throw the towel in and give up —

Remember this …

Create what you want to create.

Be who you want to be.

because there will never be another You.

And that is the greatest gift to the world. 🍵

What would you do differently if you fully believed that you are the gift?

Warmly,

Sandy