2021
"2021 is your year", she said. "We are going to find the more you are looking for." I believe her. I believe me.
In 2021, for me, less will be more:
Less confusion, more certainty
Less fear, more courage
Less questions, more answers
Less running, more discovering
Less frustration, more communication
Less suffering, more living
Less everything, more ME
I am bravely entering this year
not as a mother,
not as a wife,
not as a lesbian,
not as a daughter,
not as a fibromyalgia / spondyloarthritis / Ehlers Danlos sufferer,
not as a colleague,
not as the bipolar patient,
but as ME,
embarking on a journey of discovery, since "I've been to paradise, but I've never been to ME" https://bit.ly/3hBcRG8.
I am curiously excited about what will be discovered, one memory at a time.
And as I discover, I will share. I hope you will share yours too. We might learn from each other...
May 2021 be enough, not FOR you, but OF you, in all your splendour.


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