It's here. The big day; the day I marry the love of my life.....ME. Here it is 5 AM and I can't sleep. I feel all jittery inside. Maybe it's nerves, maybe it's the gallon of coffee I already consumed, but no matter what, today is all about love.
I am so blessed to have wonderfully supportive friends who are going along with my crazy idea to marry myself. Maybe that is why I feel all jittery this morning. I can feel all of the love these wonderful souls have for me, and it's quite overwhelming for a gal who never knew how to feel love.
It sounds strange, but as a child of abuse, you are not taught what real love is and feels like. Love to me meant pain, physical and mental, no stability, and no safety. I never knew from day to day if I would survive the beatings, and the mental damage has lasted for years, till now. I can feel love for myself, and I can feel the love my friends have for me.
What a gift I have been blessed with. Would I trade my life for a better one? No, because everything that happened to me brought me to this moment, and I would not trade this moment for anything.
Today I celebrate love, surrounded by my friends. I can't think of a better way to spend this beautiful rainy Saturday. Besides a good friend of mine told me it's good luck to get married when it's raining. I have a wonderful feeling that this marriage will last for my lifetime. After all, I do vow to love, honor and cherish me all the days of my life.
If anyone is struggling down this same path, I would be honored to coach you to the day that you marry yourself. It's where true happiness resides.
