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There’s no way to describe how it feels when you think you’re going to die. No white light, no moment of clarity.
In Norse mythology, Valkyrie were female goddesses who spread their wings and flew over the battlefield, choosing who lived and who died in battle. Warriors chosen by the Valkyrie died with honor and were then taken to the hall of Valhalla in the afterlife. Their souls could finally rest.
I didn’t love Travis, not even close, but it still cut deeply to feel rejected. I wasn’t woman enough for him. He had found someone else who could be. I wasn’t someone you brought home to meet your mom. I wasn’t marriage material. I was just one of the guys. Again.
“Good girl. You can do this. You can do anything you set that mind to. Don’t ever let anyone tell you, even your parents, that your dreams aren’t good enough. You’re special, little one.”
Joanna, my heart beats to the rhythm of yours and the best thing to ever happen to me was finding you.