I’m more convinced than ever, that part of learning to love ourselves is accepting the love we don’t think we deserve, from those who ask us for nothing in return.
May we learn to love ourselves more when we receive the unexpected gifts, the unplanned “how are you really?” conversations, the phone calls from long distance friends despite our inconsistencies, the encouragement cards, the surprise of completed chores, and the countless other ways people tell us that we are seen, and known, and valued.
May this settle into a deep knowing that we are worthy of being loved.
And may that spill over not just into gratitude for those who love us, but into offering the kind of love others feel undeserving of.
And may we see the beauty in all of it.