by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance, break up letter to all the men, breaking up, changing life, changing stories, divorcing, dreams, ex, healing, letting go, loss, love, saying what you need to say, self esteem, self-love, vulnerability |
Dearest You,It’s been awhile since we’ve talked. Really talked. I wish we could sit in that café where we shared a loveseat; I rested my head upon your wide shoulders and you slowly inhaled the scent of my hair, kissing the top of my head. Or we could meet in my car...
by Rebecca Cavender | love, relationships, self esteem, self-love, vulnerability |
In a month, the reign of my marriage will take its final bow. All will be legally dissolved, despite having been divorced in every other way for well over two years. I’ve written a lot about it. And you’d think that any emotions or wounds connected to ending a 12+...
by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance, compassion, divine feminine, love, relationships, self-love, vulnerability |
I have something to tell you. Are you listening? I hope you’re listening. Because this is important. This is about life. This is about love. This is about how you cut yourself short. This is about how you think you’re undeserving. Unworthy. See, most of us go around...
by Rebecca Cavender | healing, love, relationships, self-love |
You don’t have to be perfect. None of us are. And you don’t need all the answers. It’s impossible to expect that you’ll make all of the very best decisions all of the time. You won’t. Sometimes, our fear of getting too close to someone – or our fear of losing them –...
by Rebecca Cavender | healing, intuition, love, relationships, self-love |
Dear Nice Girl: You know who you are. You’re the one who helps the elderly couple struggling to carry their luggage up the stairs. You’re the girl who calls after a truck full of strangers to give them the book that flew out the back. (Maybe it was important to...
by Rebecca Cavender | love, relationships, self-love |
Life can be unclear, muddied, filled with unknowns. When challenges hit, your sense of direction is thwarted by uncertainty; it feels personal, like life is picking a fight with you … and it’s winning. You’re left nursing a raw vulnerability that leads down the dark...
