Maybe she could read my aura, maybe I am easy to pick as someone who struggles a bit, maybe she was a little odd too or maybe she simply saw my scars and decided to ask how I am in the nicest possible way.
“How’s your self-love?”, she asked after I purchased something from her.
“I’m sorry, what?”, I replied.
“Your self-love.. How is your self-love?”, Her eyes stared deep into my own as she searched for some sort of answer.
“Oh, not a whole lot of self-love here.”, I chuckled.
She looked like she was going to cry. “Oh no, I want to help you.”, she said as she walked around to my side of the table. “Let me give you a hug.”
I felt a bit awkward as this lovely stranger who was full of concern gave me a hug but it was kind so I thanked her.
“You’re great! Remember that. Sometimes I have to remind myself that too. You’re okay as you are.”, she told me.
“Thank you… You’re great too! I’ll try to remember that.”, I replied and I walked away still not bursting with self-love but loving this crazy world and some of the beautiful people in it quite a bit more.