For Every Woman Struggling With Self-Doubt
You are bigger than every fear and stronger than any doubt.
You are bigger than every fear and stronger than any doubt.
We are each so different—bodies, brains, the color of our eyes and hair—yet, we are all dancing with these thoughts in our heads, all spinning in circles trying to discover who we are and what this all means.
Taking a chance is always, always better than watching life pass you by.
Your love felt endless. Heavy on my skin.
I felt you in all of my pores, seeping in
like the never-ending sunshine, like the sweat
that drips from the side of a cold glass of lemonade.
Life is about to change, but you are still the same strong person you always were.
Music Festivals. Every genre you could imagine. Amazing. All the time.
I’m sorry that it has to be like this. That I am a woman with wandering feet and a heart too full to stay in one place. I’m sorry that I cannot be one you need right now, and that even though I love you, I must chase my dreams first.
You are no longer the pounding in my heart, no longer the dull pain under the surface of my smile, no longer the loneliness at my core. In fact, I don’t miss you anymore.
I envy how they exist—just to be loved and taken care of. Just to be held and played with and smiled at. Just to be the wonderful, fragile, mind-blowing creations that they are.
As you grow, so do they. As your life changes, so does theirs. Each year brings you heartbreak or adventure or a new job or a trip across the country or some kind of change, and each year brings your life a little farther from theirs. But don’t let it.