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I was born in Philadelphia, PA, and lived in and around the city until my mid-30s. A bit of wanderlust took over my life at that point, and I've been searching for a real home ever since. I've spent time living in other parts of Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Ohio, and Florida. Professionally, I travel all over the USA and Canada on a very frequent basis.
What I write with regard to love, relationships, and living, is most often blended from many experiences I've had or am having. I often blur the lines between past, present, and future, mixing many different people or circumstances together. I really feel what I write, but it's important to note that it's not always based on one particular person or circumstance. We could call it fiction grounded in a strong center of reality.
Sometimes, I really am writing about something or someone absolutely relevant and timely. Guess you'll never know unless you really, really know me!
With God's grace, I'll know what I'm looking for once I find it.
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Unconditionally
There will always be people in your life who only want you for the good times.
The only good people for your life will be the ones that want you for all times.
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Happy Valentine’s Day, especially to…
Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone! Special wishes go out to those of you out there that just can’t seem get love right, despite your best efforts. I’m also thinking about those of you that may find yourself feeling completely alone at this point in your life, despite a strong desire for the opposite. You folks are my kind of people. Don’t give up. Pick yourself up, be the best person you can be, for you, and don’t let this world convince you that your life is over. Open up, be vulnerable, treat everyone with kindness, and believe that anything can change at any moment. You just don’t know for sure what’s around the corner. Trust me. I am an absolute expert in such matters!
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Falling in Love
Erich Fromm observed falling in love as “the sudden collapse of barriers” between two people.
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Selective Thoughtfulness
Those special to me are very often in my thoughts. Sometimes, way, way more than they may notice or that I’d admit to. I’ve decided in recent years to be more selective in my expressions of sentiments. Showing I care to people that haven’t necessarily earned my feelings has hurt me many times. I’ve given parts of myself away for free, instead of demanding premium value for the unique person I am.
While I am more careful these days, I still slip into moments of vulnerability where I seemingly can’t help myself. My voice speaks kind words before my brain and heart can stop them. I’ll automatically, intuitively do something nice or incredibly thoughtful for someone who isn’t noticing. Then, the hurt rolls over me again like a shivering cold.
I at least allow myself to feel and experience, to take risks. For that, my life’s actions are never wasted. I’ve made the most of even the very little. I live and breathe, and stumble, then run toward whatever comes next.
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Choices
You can choose to believe that you are worthless, or you can choose to believe that you are worthy. Either way, it’s your choice.
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Waiting for Acceptance
I’ve waited my whole life for someone to say they believed in me, that they know I can do anything. I’ve waited to hear that I’m special and irreplaceable, that I’m worth the interest and loyalty and commitment. I’ve wanted to hear that I’m loved deeply, despite my flaws and imperfections.
No one ever said it in quite the way I’ve needed to hear it, so I tell it all to myself. Yet, it still would be nice to hear it from someone else, someday.
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She’s the One for Me
She’s brokenhearted. She’s scared. She’s feeling alone. She tells me about it all though, and that’s why she’s the one for me.
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”Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.
Marc Hack (via thelittlehero)
(Source: blackshivers)
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This sums up our relationship. Haha. God I love that boy.
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Won by a hare.
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by maria
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“Taking stock of your life requires some effort. You actually have to slow down. You have to take a...”
