One of my biggest and heartbreaking teachings…

You can be there for others yet they have a choice to be there for you, too. And if they are not–– it’s not personal. It doesn’t mean you are too much or you’re not enough. It doesn’t have to mean anything. What matters is how you think about it and what you choose to do with it.

During the most challenging time of my life so far, the last person I wanted to go to was the only one who was there for me. It was my dad. He was and has always been the only constant in my life and then it became my old partner. Once we parted ways, I searched for another anchor. I needed one. And after months of resistance, struggle and heartache, I ran to my dad.

Regardless of why, he was there. I wanted him to know I was finally okay and that I can take care of myself yet, I wasn’t there yet and deeply needed him.

This turned out to be the most beautiful, sacred and magical time of my life. For I know I will never get to experience that again— in that way.

You can only see the miracles when you’re willing to.