Kate King

Yet how do you build a savings account you’re actually proud of, particularly if you are self-employed, struggling to cover your grocery bills, or still crashing on mom and dad’s couch?

That’s what these words are about: to show you that.

Show your lover he or she is loved by pursuing your purpose. Dive into your passions. Live your best self. This is a gesture of love. 

You may be tempted to send an “I miss you too” back. But if you’re feeling the need to resist responding in any capacity, here’s some food for thought.

You are not alone. You will never be alone—I am here. And I am one of thousands, of millions.

Slow down for a minute: let’s talk.

If you are the other half of your own power couple—no matter how this state resonates with you—this day is for you.

You just may not know it. You may just have to chase it a little bit.

The truth is, I loved you, yes, but I crowded my heart with other things when I did (out of necessity, out of truth).

If you’ve ever entertained a small thread of longing to write a book—of any kind—yet doubt your capacity to act on that longing, this one is definitely for you.

Let it be about them for a little while.

I will claim this title freely today; it’s given me boundless power and voice.

Our capacity to wake in the right way—to recognize a morning as a morning and to do something about it besides complain and check our phones—can impact us similarly.

It’s time to get comfortable with your own, profound, inevitable evolution.

You had no agency. You are not to blame. You will never be to blame.

You have nourishing connections.

The saddest part of all was the fact that I didn’t even notice self-love’s absence. I felt betrayed without knowing who had betrayed me.

Open hearts remember things better, after all. They hold stories best.