People are disappointing. It’s defeating and even a bit hurtful when you truly realize that someone doesn’t value you the way you hoped they would. I know my feelings aren’t unique. I also know my value – like a classic car, or a rare coin – isn’t really lessened just because someone doesn’t want it or understand it. So, today, I’m grateful I believe in me.
Dear Gratitude Journal :
I’m grateful I haven’t given up hope that someday, somewhere, someone will say to me, “You’re perfect just the way you are…” I’m grateful I am surrounded by beautiful plants, art, and sculpture, and I’m grateful yoga helps me to forget about whomever everyone needs me to be.