does the longing for connection make us more susceptible to settle?

for mediocre friendships. mediocre love. mediocre jobs. do we truly think this is all life has to offer so i must hold on to it tightly even though the thorns continue to prick me and draw blood?

this picture was the happiest i’ve ever been. true happiness that i gave birth to myself. that no external force can ever take. true happiness that god himself gave to me on a silver platter. if i can create this much happiness on my own, i don’t think i can imagine settling for something oh so small.

our fears and uncertainties about the unknown continue to hinder our growth. the potential that we all hold to be full of so much love and wisdom is there, but it becomes clouded by rainstorms of doubt and confusion. someone once told me when i feel scared about the future, i should switch out “scared” with “curious”.

i’m curious to see what this amazing life holds and i’m curious to see what else i may be granted by the almighty if i continue to enjoy the hydrangeas blossoming in every inch of my life instead of holding onto a rose that continues to prick me.