There are many kinds of love in this world. Some can be the selfless sort of love that you have for your parents and your kids, some the lustful kind-of love, a greedy love, a conditional form of love and so on and so forth. The biggest of all these is the love for one self.
No matter how much people despise you, no matter how much people try to bring you down, unless you dont have a love for yourself, nobody can do anything to you. You are exactly who you think you are. You are as big a success as is your love for yourself.
We are always on the lookout out for the someone special but what we forget is that we are looking for something outside of us while that one thing should have been coming out from us. This love is everlasting and unconditional and will never change for any reason.
I knew a girl who while in college was a confident, opinionated and a heartthrob to a few young men. She was wanted for her class and sass. All this was because she loved her self so much. Her self love emanated to the outside world and people in turn had fallen in love with her. Soon after college she got married and was made to stay at home for the sake of her kids and family. She soon ended up being a mere mom to her kids and all her charm and self confidence just disappeared overnight. She ended up being a remorseful wife and was ending up becoming an unhappy witch. The only change that ever happened was that she now felt useless. She stopped loving herself and when this happened, the world stopped loving her back.
Well thanks to a bloggers group called #unapologeticgirlz and their first prompt which made me realize what was happening to me and my life. I am really unhappy in this phase of stay at home, not because I don’t enjoy spending quality time with my kids but because I have lost a reason to get up and get dressed and go somewhere each day. I have lost the love I always had for myself. Life turned out to be too lethargic for my liking I guess.
I make a promise to myself of this women’s day to love myself more and more with each passing day. Song of myself written by American Walt Whitman is an inspiration to all of us. He celebrates himself through the song and is entirely about I, me and myself. A small excerpt from the song goes like this
‘I celebrate myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.’
It brings me immense pleasure to share that I, along with 30 other bloggers are celebrating Women’s Day with a twist.
I thank Charu Sareen who blogs at https://themomsagas.com for introducing me. She is an amazing mom and do check out her blog.
I would also take the opportunity to introduce Amritha Srinath who blogs at http://www.themummastartup.com. She has a great blog there, so please go check it out.