I’m falling in love with freedom, my own self and my untethered future.

With the moments of stolen silence, even if in the car, 2 seconds on the porch by myself, or those moments in the morning before my feet hit the floor.

I’m falling in love with my bravery (stupidity), as I navigate putting myself out there.

I’m falling in love, ever so slightly with each person who bares a tiny piece of their soul to me, even if it’s short lived and quickly covered up.

I’m falling in love with saying no or steering away from things not meant for me.

I’m falling in love with chance encounters and conversations.

I’m falling in love with that ever present feeling my soul partner is on his way to me.

I’m falling in love with idea of having fun instead of settling down.

I’m falling in love with my flaws and quirks, knowing they make me, me. human, loved and authentic!

I’m falling in love with this journey, eyes wide open and fingers spread wide!