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Me, Myself,and I

Just to confirm.  I love my apartment.  I love my job!  And I love my hair.


I spent time in Yuma on the 5th and crossed over to Mexico with my aunt Elizabeth and her family.   Upon waiting in line on the way back I spotted this bottle outside a liquor store.  Ivan and I went over for a photo op.


I fully enjoyed spending time with my family, it indeed re-energized me.

Settling in back in my apartment, I had a moment of vanity and took these selfies...





I love myself.

Honestly, somewhere along the lines of fear and blame... I forgot that I love myself.  I am glad I remembered again.

I love that I can stand on my own.  It makes me feel ready now, something I was not before perhaps?  But I do feel that for myself, this is a completing factor for me.

Maybe Nate was right.  We needed to know we can live apart this way and date and maybe this will strengthen us.  It's been rough lately.  But I am liking all of this.  I just hope he visits me more than I visit him.  Also, we should be spending time together.  I don't feel we are going on enough dates.

I may have made decisions that were not in the relationships best interest... but perhaps it was not so bad that they were in my own best interest.  As I said, I feel ready now.  I had to often ask myself what I have to offer.  I was perhaps too dependent.  I don't know.

But now, here I am, on the verge of turning 30..  A woman, self-sufficient and self-reliant.  A working office professional.  I have my own place and take care of myself.  And I have my beautiful girls (doggies) Sophia and Penelope, and I am able to provide for them a home.  I hope to sooner than later buy a house with a yard so they can run free, but they love this apartment.

I am happy.  I truly am.




Nate got me this necklace
Here'es some earlier selfies...  Nate seems to not like my little tool for confidence boosts.  But I like it.




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