Imagine finding a beautiful pebble. Smooth, maybe with flecks of crystal through it.
Loved for what it is.
Imagine if that pebble is sad because it feels so small; it used to part of a great cliff or a mountain, now it’s just sitting in someone’s back yard.
But you love the pebble for exactly what it is, as it’s the first time you’ve laid eyes on it.
Doesn’t matter where we’ve come from and what we’ve been through, those that meet us and appreciate us are seeing the beautiful pebble.
Forget you used to be the mountain. Be what you are, and others will love you for it x