What a challenging concept to write a love letter to myself when all my life it has been easier to show love to others.
Like many girls of my generation, I learned bad habits of measuring myself by how I thought others perceived me. As a young girl I would worry about fitting in, being liked and get anxious when I didn’t want to do the same as others.
It has taken many years, the love of a good man and our children and grandchildren to teach me to be more selective about whose opinion matters.
I know now it is how I feel about myself and my actions that matters and how those who mean something to me see me.
I have learned to stand up for the underdog without feeling an underdog.
Life is for living not worrying and although I still worry, and I still want to be liked, now I do not compromise to achieve that.