Don’t be passive; be patient. Understand that things won’t always go according to your plan, but that’s okay. Trust in the timing. Trust in the unfolding.
This is your story. You are allowed to make mistakes, to erase pieces and rewrite them, to fall down and fail and start completely over with a page turn. You are allowed to love the wrong people and learn painful lessons. You are allowed to decide which faith you want to have, or none at all. You are allowed to kiss, to smile, to laugh, to forgive, to hope.
We each have a unique apology language that resonates with our hearts.
Someone who disregards her as ‘too emotional.’
I want a city kind of love. The kind of love that never stops moving, that’s alive and pulsing with rhythm and energy.
Your Leo’s apology language centers on words of affirmation.
You are His child. And no amount of doubt or mess will change that.
What I mean when I say, ‘I love you.’ Is that I cannot imagine a life that exists without your arms interlocked with mine, or my lips kissing a mouth that is not yours.
You’ll always be the one I loved first—the hands that held me, the words that built me, the piece of my heart that can never be replaced.