Living among the loving, Im lucky to have even one person in my life who loves me. Some can go their entire lives without being loved. The world is plagued by people who dont even know how to care for others, much less themselves. For the generations ahead, its up to them to remember compassion.
It took me entirely too long to figure out precisely why its important to love yourself. With all the different perspectives out there growing up, the one I seemed to deny most was my own. Was my decision to disregard my personal needs and wants my own, or was it programmed into my behavior through some conduit of influence? When I asked myself this, I began to see the universe in a different way.
The universe can communicate with us, and sometimes that communication comes though as forms of irony. This irony can deliver opportunities to better ourselves, and its up to us to exploit them.
