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With all her love, and all of mine,

May you find the people who give it freely. May you have the courage to give it in return. And may you, above all else, learn to keep the deepest well of it for the person who will never leave you— allherluv

To give allherluv is to say: I see the messy, unfinished, complicated version of you—and I am not leaving. If you have to beg for someone’s time, attention, or affection, that is not allherluv . That is a transaction. With all her love, and all of mine,

I think of my grandmother, who never said "I love you" with grand gestures. She said it by remembering how I took my tea (two sugars, a splash of milk, stirred seven times). She said it by keeping a spare key under the same ceramic frog for thirty years, just in case I ever forgot mine. Her love was not a lightning bolt. It was a lighthouse. Consistent. Unwavering. All of it. If you have to beg for someone’s time,

It is the decision to stay present.

For a long time, I thought self-love was bubble baths and face masks. And those are lovely. But real self-love is harder. Real self-love is setting the boundary. It is walking away from the table when respect is no longer being served. It is forgiving yourself for the mistake you made three years ago that you still flinch at in the shower.