I love that I'm good at saving money.
I love that I can laugh about the dorky, embarrassing things I did in childhood.
I love the little half-dimples I get when I smile a certain way.
I love my messiness.
I love that I'm constantly replaying Zelda games, even though my boyfriend says I should try something else. (NOTE: I will even be playing after I finish compiling this post).
I love that I'm a "perimeter shopper."
I love how fond I am of giving names to inanimate objects.
I love that I'm a neat-freak.
I love that I'm becoming exactly like my mother.
Did you know next week we'll reach the halfway point in this year of self-love?
Won't you share your love in celebration?