I decided to drop by on my blog for the first time in a wee while and read and reflected.
My impulse reaction was to delete the posts from the start of this year and pretend to myself that James never happened, that he's not hurt my heart.
I won't do this as I don't wish to look back on him as the one who hurt me. I choose to look back on him as the one who showed me I'm worthy of love. That I am as sexy and desirable as the next woman and that I am capable of falling in love without fear.
I've asked myself why I allowed myself to fall for someone without guardedness, fear or suspicion. I choose not to follow up these questions as I have no regrets.
I am worthy of and will find love again. I'll find that one person whose touch lasts a lifetime. There will be someone else who I can't wait to see again, who I run out into the drive for like a young schoolgirl when he arrives.
It's all good.