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I've vowed that 2014 will be the year of inner happiness. Of family, good friends, good health and good times.

But it doesn't stop me wanting a love that completely takes me by surprise, knocks me off my feet and takes my breath away. I'm a hopeless romantic, always have been. After my last significant breakup I closed the door on the idea of falling in love. I dabbled in dating but by this point my walls were built up far too high, and I wasn't letting anybody in.

Then in 2013 the walls came down, I met a game changer, and I got hurt.

He wasn't ready, and really I wasn't ready either. If I'd have been fully content and 100 % happy in myself, I would have been able to deal with the situation a lot better. Pick myself up, dust myself off, and accept that this is fates way of leaving me free to meet the person I'm meant to be with.

Instead, iv entered 2014 with a fragile heart, but along with it a burning desire to focus on achieving that inner happiness. Once I have that, the rest will fall in to place. I'll be happy in myself, and ultimately happy with another person. One day, when the time is right.

 

 

 

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