Loving someone is setting them free, letting them go.

There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.

I eventually came to understand that in harboring the anger, the bitterness and resentment towards those that had hurt me, I was giving the reins of control over to them. Forgiving was not about accepting their words and deeds. Forgiving was about letting go and moving on with my life. In doing so, I had finally set myself free.

I've decided I am going to start loving my backside because I don't know anyone who does that.

It's very easy to be judgmental until you know someone's truth.

I've decided I am going to start loving my backside because I don't know anyone who does that. And for my daughter, I want to be able to say to her, 'I love this.'