Thanks to you, I am getting over myself. I am learning to let go and let loose.
Thanks to you, I am accepting the fact that I am an artist, which probably explains why I feel the waves of self doubt in the first place. Oh, the artist temperament.
Thanks to you, I am apologizing less. Why? Because I have learned that sometimes I just don’t give a rat’s ass.
Thanks to you, I am making time for myself. I am listening to my heart. (I was a little dubious that it told me this year to pass on the retreat, and I felt tiny nudges of regret when I saw the pictures of the grand time you no doubt were having, but I know I made the right decision.)
Thanks to you, I have role models and mentors and big sisters and little sisters and dear, darling friends.