Sketchbook Comics & Illustration
That's what I've discovered in the last few years, now that I'm old: No one will ever love me as much as I can love myself. And now I'm not even sure that I didn't always love myself. It's possible that I just didn't realize I did.
Connie, we know you work hard at everything you do. That's the trouble of having to work to live and then put your heart-work on the side. Hard to find enough of your heart to pour into everything. I've learned you can love people and be a loyal friend, but in the end you're on your own. The old song said it best, you have to walk that lonesome valley by yourself. Whenever I find myself up against it, I can count on being up against it on my own. Oh my friends and husband mean well, but they're always busy, or it's a bad time, or they're simply not available.
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