I cling to my covers just a bit more this morning as if to not let go of yesterday; and in spite of my real desire to hang on to a bit of sleep I relinquish, sit up, and realize that today is the beginning of a new week. And with a new week comes new revelation and insight, and for some reason I feel anxious perhaps it's the excitement that newness brings. The seasons are changing and spring is fast approaching.
Love is the thing that makes you smile, knows when you need a hug, supports you when you need uplifting, is a calming force, an ally when needed, but more importantly a hand to hold in times good, bad, and otherwise. Love is not be feared. But we should fear never giving ourselves and truly loving.
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