I woke up sick on Monday with a sore throat. The sickness started to get worse. A sore throat gets even more sore on Tuesday. On Wednesday the sore throat starts to ease but the headache and ear pain starts to spread. The cough seeps in and the neck starts to tense.
I could lay in bed all day. Wishing upon the hidden stars that I had someone to take care of me. Make me soup, bring me my favorite snacks, and watch movies. Doing nothing is so easy. But I decided that I needed to get up and do something. I needed to take care of myself. I am my own care taker. So I woke up, quickly got ready, and went to the bakery and treated myself to pistachio macarons.
Self-love should always be a priority. In sickness and in health. I noticed that many people, including myself, would be willing to make this vow to a partner but don’t even think twice to make this commitment to ourselves. Why?
For me, maybe it’s because I’m such a hopeless romantic. I grew up watching romantic comedies and reading fantasy novels with romance (of course). I am a person who loves love. Love is free and is so easy to give. But here’s the catch. I’ve always thought that love had to be given to others. It never once occurred to me that I can love myself first. I can give myself the love I need. I don’t need to wait for a partner to give that to me.
So for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, I vow to give myself unconditional love. The love that I deserve.