Yesterday, I celebrated being married with my husband for 6-months.
To many, this might not mean a lot, but to me it is everything.
I never made it to 6-months with my ex-husband.
I used to wonder if I would ever be capable of being in a marriage for that long.
My past does not define me.
It does not keep me from loving harder than I have ever loved before.
It does not strip me from committing to my husband the way I want to.
It does not invalidate the happiness I feel about being married now.
I have made the decision, over and over again, that I will not be defined by who I was in a previous relationship.
I am worthy of more.
To my beautiful friend, whatever hardships you’ve faced.
Whatever broken hearts, or fizzled friendships you’ve endured.
Whatever struggles with your body, or negative self-talk you’ve suffered.
Your present is waiting for you to let go of your past.
Let it go.
Give in to the good.
Allow yourself the pleasure of a thriving life.