picture in my mind

This is seemingly the umpteenth time I'm raving about book club,
but I can't help it.

Book club is one of the best things that has happened in my adult life.

💜

Today, we had book club while midway through Anna Karenina.
And we discussed with fervour as we usually do;
but in addition, today, we found ourselves crying together.
Seriously, we cried together, haha, while sitting at Fish and Co;
because we had ventured down the path of discussing love once again,
and we shared painful, and profound things.
I marveled at it, and laughed at it. "Guys, what is this! Crying club? Haha!"

Alhamdulillah, how wonderful it is to have such a beautiful thing;
a place and a space to learn and share and connect deeply.

Learning to love someone on their terms
is a difficult but life-changing thing.
Your heart has to grow to be big enough for it;
to not feel like you will lose out if your love is not returned in kind
or when it will inconvenience you.
To keep learning to love yourself so you increase your capacity to do this;
recognising that the long-term sustenance of such endeavours
requires you being careful of how full or empty your cup is.

Fill your cup, so love can spill out of you.

💗