Not much to say other than I am noticing that I feel so special, so loved and cherished. Its like I finally see how much my family and T love me.

The the years I grew up and my parents told me I was beautiful and special and I didn't really believe them...I finally feel it. I don't feel like they love me because they have to...I'm their daughter...or sister...or grandchild...or neice...but I am unique, one of a kind, special and worthy of being loved....

I don't have that worry of T finding someone better, prettier or love someone else more. That probably sounds arrogant...but the way I feel it, its not meant to be that way. Its hard to explain...

Anyways, I have felt this way for a while now...and I enjoy the feeling of it. That everyday ordinary me is special and loved very very much. i'm just getting around to posting it