Fast forward about 13 months and I'm the proud mother of a baby boy, attempting to raise him with an 18 year old man who still closely resembled a child. It only took a few months to realize that my son and I took a back seat to his friends, partying, and getting high. I thought to myself I deserve better, so I ended it.
I kept finding various incarnations of the same selfish immature boy because I wasn't able to see my own God-given value. I don't believe I was weak, I believe I was afraid. Afraid of demanding to be treated with the respect I deserved. It is fear that holds us in the suspended state of returning to someone, or many someones we know are no good for us.
Thankfully, I realized my pattern and decided to change it. Once I was able to love to myself I attracted a man who saw and valued the real me. To this day he respects the person I am, and encourages me to fulfill my dreams.
It is up to us to change our path. Karma can be our ally or reoccurring enemy.
Do you believe Karma plays a role in your life?
Lessons Learned in Granolaville.