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THE YOU YOU LOVE

I am an amazing, beautiful creature! oh yes, I just said that and I am so very confident in who I am. These however are just two of the things that I am. Many times I have met these awesome, awesome personalities who will tell me one or two things that they love about me and their sentiments definately vary from person to person.

Sometimes, I love what they love about me and other times I'm thinking really? It is no way a guarantee that what they love will be what I love. Why? Because people are different and so are their tastes and preferences but where does one draw the line between the person they love and who people perceive them to be?

I have met people who say I'm always all about business and then I have met those who think I never stop laughing. I honestly love both sides of me because I have come to appreciate the differences in temperament and just appreciate and capitalize on my strengths instead of my weaknesses. You best believe I have weaknesses and they are not few however, it does not help me at all to concentrate on them now does it?

I am who I am. You are who you are but have you learnt to love you for who you are? Have you come to appreciate the fact that there is no photocopy of you whatsoever? God broke the mold when He made you! He only made one you and that's it!!! Do what you can do, don't try to be someone else because then, you're cheating the world of what wealth of resources it can gain from you.

There is change that only you can effect on earth. There are attributes that are particular to you as a person and you do not need nobody to define them for you because you actually know what they are. The secret is simple; the easiest way for anyone to accept and appreciate you is for you to first do just that; accept and appreciate who you are. So, who are you? And do you love you? Even with all your flaws do you sill appreciate you?

Freedom is in knowing who you are and loving who you have come to know that you are. Be the you you love!!!

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