I believe that people make mistakes.
I believe in second chances.
I believe that sometimes my choices unintentionally hurt those around me.
I believe in friendship, and I choose to still believe in marriage.
I believe in a God that extends beyond walls, cultures, and defined definitions of religion.
I believe in love.
I believe in authenticity.
I believe that travel takes me beyond myself, making me fall in love with people and far away places.
I believe that goodbyes just can’t be forever. I just don’t know what forever means.
I believe in heartbreak, for I have felt Its sting.
I believe that I won’t always be alone. I believe that I am never completely alone. That I am never beyond help.
I believe that someone, somewhere is looking for me, wanting me, and wanting more than just the idea of me.
I believe that waiting won’t hurt me, but that compromising values will shatter my soul.
I believe in family.
I believe in trusting and holding-on when I have no fucking idea of what else to do .
I believe in purpose, and I am stepping in its direction.
I believe that there is more to a story than just what my eyes can see.
I believe that laughter carries me higher, and farther, and faster than any airplane ever has, or ever will.
I believe, with questioning hopefulness, that one day, I won’t see size as equal to my worth, that perfection is not numbers or performance, and instead, WITHOUT question, know: absolutely know, that I am loved because I exist. Simply because I exist.