New Beginnings - Love yourself.

Week 3: Break Up Rehab = Success.

Ok. I have to apologize to "they". I must admit "they" were absolutely, unarguably correct. Time does heal all wounds. I don't want to get ahead of myself and cloud my focus by saying I am over everything. I must admit though, this breakup was different and unlike the rest. I finally refused to let someone make me feel inferior. I don't know what happened and I cannot pin point when it did...but suddenly, my soul just opened up and I said "Enough!".

I believe that love comes from within and until you fall in love with yourself, no one else will fall in love with you.

There was a point when I did not see things this way. I feel that the past year has brought out the most positive of changes in myself - none of which came without pain and suffering. To grow means to suffer at one point. It is just sad when one person changes and the other doesn't. Here, my friends, is when a break up happens... and that's ok. We are meant to be with who we are with at that particular time for that particular reason. I believe relationships are there to help you grow and teach you what you must learn at that point in time. I always said, people come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. So far, I have been blessed with the first two. No regrets. I am in no rush to find the third but will cherish it with an open heart when I do find it. Ah, time... you do heal...but sometimes you move at a bloody snails pace! Luckily for me, I started to fall in love with myself - little by little - which made your presence seem less lingering.

I have to admit, there are certain things which helped me along the way. I refused to dwell on the pain this time around. I refused to find myself. I am on a mission to create myself. Not to equate self identity with material things but as a human being, I do believe we feel a sense of comfort from new beginnings. My new beginning was symbolized by my new place in the heart of one of Toronto's most beautiful neighbourhood's. I am not saying "Go rent a new place and you'll get over your break up". I am saying that for me, packing-unpacking-moving-unpacking-packing-unpacking-and moving again, seem to have been a trend of mine over the past couple of years. It was about time I found solace in MY own place. Not a place tainted by love's bitter past - but a new place, just for me, and untouched by the dark cloud of old memories. This is my first step with many more to climb but I am eagerly ready for the hike - one step at a time.

That is what I can share with you all today. Love yourself and the rest will naturally follow.