Beyond Fragments: Embracing Your Beauty as a Mosaic in Progress

Home is where the heart is, but what happens when your heart shatters within those walls? If you find yourself feeling lost, picking up the broken pieces alone, this message is for you.

I see you. You feel a little lost sometimes. I see you. In moments of confusion and doubt, when you're unsure of your feelings and decisions.

Can I say that you're not alone? I know it feels that way sometimes. The emptiness in your heart feels real, I know. That dark misty cloud is taking over of your entire body, making you feel heavy and numb, isn't it?

What have you done to deserve this?

This answer is: nothing

But you already know that, so that answer doesn't really help you move forward, does it?

The question 'why' can be a dangerous maze, leading into generational trauma and the complexities of mental health. Parents who did their best but were unable or lacked the capacity to do things differently contribute to this labyrinth.

It's like looking for a reason why you're not good enough, and I'd rather give you a different perspective, if that's all right with you.

First of all, you are good enough just the way you are. You don't have to prove yourself to anyone, really.

You deserve everything you wish for when it's dark, quiet, and you are all alone. You were born a perfect little baby. You were a perfect little toddler. You even were quite the nice kid.

Polite mostly. Kind. Gentle. Respectful to your parents, the elderly. You were helpful and even often understanding. You waited your turn. Often times didn't even talk back. You were crazy at times, but mostly passionate. You were a good kid!

I know negative thoughts are starting to creep in right now.

"But I wasn't always good"

"But I sucked at math"

"But I climbed trees instead of playing with dolls"

"I was kind of lazy"

"I never said NO"

Let's say you were. Let's say you did. So what?

If your child, niece or nephew were or did ALL those things, would you break their heart like they broke yours? Would you treat them they way they treated you?

You wouldn't. I know you wouldn't. There simply isn't a reason good enough for them to make them deserving of all the things that they've done to you, is there?

And there you have it, my dear.

There is not a single answer that would justify the answer to your question "why". And whilst an explanation may give you some clarity, please realize that new questions will arise with this new perspective.

There is not anything you did that was so horribly wrong that would make you deserving of all the horror they've put you through.

There is not a single thing wrong with you.

You are good enough.

You are so worthy, my dear.

Let's make a deal, you and I. The next time you find yourself holding the invisible broken pieces of your heart in your hands, asking yourself why...remember this letter I've written just for you. It's from the heart.

Don't get pulled into that maze. Consciously stop your thoughts by gently saying to yourself: there wouldn't be a satisfying answer to that question. Let's not get into that.

Then ask yourself: what do I need? What do I really need, right now? In this moment?

Taking a moment to check in with yourself during these times will teach you to listen to your heart and body, allowing you to care for yourself in ways no one else can. It will help you heal your own heart. Isn't that powerful?

You see, this letter is not just any letter. It's to help you, give you your power back. You deserve it. It's time. It's also to remind you that you can take back control of your life at any time.

So, don't be too hard on yourself for decisions that weren't right for you. Remember, there's always another opportunity for growth.

Don't be so hard on yourself for staying in relationships that aren't really right for you. You will gain enough strength another time.

Stop defending yourself to people who don't understand and will not understand. You can't make them.

Stop convincing yourself you're broken. I know your scars hurt, but they are proof of you being whole.

You are not broken. You are a beautiful piece of mosaic art, waiting to be seen.

You are still passionate, kind, loving, and sometimes even a little bit crazy. Even when you are still healing. Don't hide that part of yourself.

Above all, you are the architect of the home where your heart finds safety, protection, and acceptance at all times. You have grown into the person you needed when you need saving. Even when you are still healing.

You did that and I couldn't be more proud.

I don't know if someone has told you this lately, but...

You did good! You are still doing it! You are so much more than you give yourself credit for. I hope you can take a minute to see how far you've come and feel proud. Even if it only lasts for a second. Be proud!

All my love,

Natasja