“I feel like I am always searching for something better. Better than what I say to myself?” outloud.
Mother must have heard me talking to myself as she entered my bedroom to tell me, “We are all searchers of love, the truth and a better time to be happy. Sometimes I want to go back to a simple time in life where all is well and I do not have to worry about anything. I find that I must dismiss worry, especially about the future.”
“I thought about mother’s words for what seems to be my entire life and my search is over because self- love has finally entered to allow me to see I have everything I need.”


The purple flow inside