How few there are who have courage enough to own their faults, or resolution enough to mend them.

Benjamin Franklin


I would rather carry a torch for an ex-love than a grudge. Even the guy who has done-done, me wrong.

Grudges are heavier and do not make me look pretty. But carrying a torch or pining for a love that is over is not good for me either. When it is over it is over. Or when I have to face that it’s over; I may have no choice but to face it. That relationship may no longer be an option.

The delicate dance of healing a broken heart is necessary to achieve if I want to move on and find love.

What is the time frame for moving on, getting over it, mending a heart, or sleepless nights? I am not sure there is a set time frame. I am guessing it is individual. I have known love and loss and have been down this path before. It is too familiar for me. I am ready to travel down the road of healing and love.

I may need a navigation system, however it is all in the first step. My heart may not need an infirmary it may just need some sunshine, some laughs, the smell in the air after a rainstorm. I think I will be able to step into the sun with a heart of a champion that is ready and willing to be as vulnerable as needed to have real deep meaningful love. To love and lose is better than to never have loved. To love sweetly and fully, that is what I am choosing.

Go team love! I am ready, win or lose. I’m on the bench mending my heart but soon I will be back in the game.

My Mantra: “I have a courageous heart that can heal and love”

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Katie L Lindley

Although I would like to say I am organized, focused and cookie-cutter, that simply would not be me. I am no different than any other woman in the world. I love to love, love hard, and, in the end, have learned to love myself above all else. So here I am, writing about the many men and the multiple purposes they have served in my life. Realizing that not one man on my roster had fulfilled every single one of my needs. Perhaps one man is not supposed to? I have compiled snippets of the men that have entered my world. In the end, they have shoved me towards my bathroom mirror, forcing me to take a better look at myself. Reflection is brilliant and the strongest guidepost into ourselves.

Working on the next book in the series “A House for Every Purpose, My Journey From Pillow to Pillow” revels a woman abandoning her home in search or her identity beyond men, motherhood, author.

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