I should take my own advice. Seldom do we do that though. Years ago, a guy I knew bemoaned about an ex who was still his ex. The situation was complicated, although in retrospect it reminds me of a former relationship I was in. I forgot about that at the time when my words to him lacked a bit of grace. As he bemoaned missing her and wanting her and trying to make it work again even though it was MORE than obvious to EVERYONE else that it would NEVER work, I just couldn’t take it anymore.

When I first met my now husband Noah, who I affectionately refer to as “Walking Love” for his great ability to give love fully and freely, my love quotient - my capacity for receiving love - was the size of a pea. Which meant that although I had finally manifested a man into my life that could offer the love that I had yearned for in other relationships, I was unable to let all the love in. At times, he and his love were so much to take in, that my stunted capacity to receive love would become completely overloaded.