I remember so clearly waking up one day realising I was wasting so much of my life waiting. For the right person, (or often the very wrong person), or the baby, or the fantasy of the love story. The dream gig. The list went on. I didn’t want to spend the next half of my life waiting. I quickly realised love was inside me and all around me. It was everywhere. I started to love my own company, love everyone around me, loved what I did, loved where I lived, just loved. And I could be as connected to love as much or as little as I chose to be. I became the person I wanted to spend my life with, (Shes great btw), and stopped looking for the other person. I started to trust that not having a baby was as right for me as wanting one. I stopped comparing to what others did and started loving my life as it was. It changed my life. (Another thing that really helped was writing Self Care for the Real World, and treating myself like someone I loved. ) I stopped waiting and starting enjoying MY life. Each day filled with more love because it wasn’t about finding the right person it was about becoming the person the person I wanted to hang out with. Guess what happened a few years into loving myself and my life exactly as it was? (Thank you @alalaho_ for this post and for being part of my journey.)