Sunday Confession #1: Love

My friend over at More Than Cheese And Beer birthed this amazeballs idea. Every Sunday she will give a prompt and whoever wants to can post a confessional post to their blogs. We will all link together and join hands and sing Kumbaya support each other. I love this idea so very very much.

Which brings me to this week's topic: Love.

I heard about this great blog hop from my blogger bestie: Mommy Needs Wine Not Whine. She wrote this great piece about her online girl crushes. I am one of them.

Insert a red face and incredible feelings of insecurity.

She had so many nice things to say about me the first thing I thought was: She clearly doesn't know me.

And here it is folks, my confession: I have a tough time loving me, sometimes. I need to learn how to because there are some pretty awesome people who do love me. I should join their ranks.

I pushed my own self doubt aside and relished in this new friendship. I have always struggled to make friends. It is hard when you live 10 minutes from the small town you grew up in. Everyone knows your business, short comings and all. The reputation you had at 13 is still there at 33. Every move and misstep you make is under a microscope.

Here, on this blog and on my Facebook page, I don't have to worry about any of that. I can be the most authentic me I want. If people like it, great! If not, I usually never know it. Unless they are a troll. And then I am usually too busy laughing to take any offense. Through this I am slowly finding out that I am pretty great and worthy of love. Even a girl crush.

I am so very grateful to all of my lady friends. They may be few, but they are fierce and fabulous. They support me and laugh at with me. They cheer me up and cheer me on. The rock so freaking hard, I don't know how to thank them.

Thanks for loving me. Thanks for showing me that I should also love me. Lord knows, I love you all.