I loved Thinking Too Hard's response to this one (here): I am all I have. Always been that way, and always will be. I loved it because that was my initial reaction!
And it's true. I could give you a whole list of heroes in my life, of people who've been there for me, who've made a difference, who've nurtured and mentored me, who've saved my butt when the wolves came gnawing.
But when the sandpaper hits my skin, I stand alone. Usually by choice. I deal with things better when I don't have to worry about how my emotion is going to impact others.
My dear friend Timothy likes to say (and some of you have seen it before on this blog), "No one can make you feel anything." It's one of the Great Truths that I adhere to.
My life is worth living because I choose to live it, because I embrace everything - good and bad - that comes my way. I'm the one who, rather than seeking shelter, stubbornly rides out the storm, clinging to a tree for dear life when the hurricane hits.
I made my life worth living because I accepted that I am worthy of life. Ostentatious, a bit... maybe. But I'm convinced that until we learn to love ourselves we're lost.
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