We all hit rock bottom; sometimes, you bounce up fast, sometimes you crawl until you can straighten up and sometimes you have to lay there for a long time until you learn how to rise again.

Love is an unbroken circle. Real love returns home, sometimes with familiar eyes, sometimes though a new soul.

Love is not blind but if the heart has to choose between pain and loneliness, it will choose pain every time.

In the eyes of God, you are light and easy to carry. I pray that your journey will always be easy and those that are placed in your path will embrace you with open arms, ready to pour goodness into your life.

Love says, I have her in the palm of my hands and I will massage away any doubts and any fears until she stands confidently, and securely in my love for her. Ego says, “I have her in the palm of my hands and I will manipulate her until she is weak, fearful and totally dependent on me; only then can I be certain of her love for me. Choose love.

I looked at you and only saw beautiful because legendary is the ability of a woman’s mind to weave fields of roses from thorns.

It takes a deep and abiding love for yourself to have the patience to wait for the companion who is mentally healthy enough to see the beauty in your heart. No filters required.

She is a beautiful, powerful badass woman who sometimes falls apart inside after she drops her bags by the door and tosses her stilettos. Her vulnerability at night helps her to rise stronger in the morning.

Ready to feel again. Ready to trust again. Ready to love again. The heart gets knocked down but it does not stay down.

Let us never get so jaded by the complexities of life that we forget the sweetness, pureness, innocence of love at first bloom.