2 years ago, I prayed for love.
I was broken and betrayed and I wished with all of my heart for love to come find me.
I screamed to the heavens with sorrowful begging.
PROVE to me that I am worthy, I thought.
I cursed karma and told myself how hard it would be to ever trust a man again.
I hated the idea of letting someone else break me.
720 days have gone by and as I’m sitting here 4,500 miles from everyone I love, I realized that I got exactly what I asked for.
I found love.
No, a man did not come and sweep me off my feet and fix my broken heart.
But I sure did.
Prince Charming did not ride up on a silver horse and hand me my self-worth.
I started to build it day by day.
I found love through myself.
Love for the weird quirks that make me who I am.
Like laughing at my own jokes or talking to myself in the emptiness of my apartment.
The inability to make good comebacks and tenderness to cry at the tears of someone else.
I started a journey to truly love the person I am and see my own worth as valuable currency.
I stopped spending my energy on those who didn’t appreciate it.
When I did that, I started meeting new faces.
I found love.
Day by day, I found friends who cared so deeply for me they would listen to me talk about the same dilemma for hours and days just so I could walk myself through it.
They took me on crazy adventures and introduced me to more and more people until I built a network of love and support.
More than two years later, I have built such an incredible web of best friends that I truly have never felt so loved in my life.
That happiness has lead to complete and utter acceptance of myself, the person I am and the person I want to be.
That pain led me to an incredible family of friends who have loved me and protected me in the exact way I need it.
In the way that never leaves.
They have shown me the selflessness it takes to make a relationship work, friendships or any type of relationship.
They have supported me with every dream and decision and pushed me forward when I need a little nudge.
They have facetimed me with a 7 hour time difference telling me it’s okay to want to come home.
The people I have met in the past two years have become indispensable and incredibly valuable.
They have continuously encouraged my self growth and self love.
I prayed for love and at the time, I wanted a man I could call my best friend.
I got something so essential to what I need.
I got a team of best friends who have loved me more than anyone has before.
And I wouldn’t trade them for the world.
So to those girls who mean the absolute world to me, thank you.
Because by finally learning to love myself, I am fully ready to love someone else.
And you made me ready for him.
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