January has ended yesterday and February has started today which signals the beginning of love month on the face of the planet earth. How about in some other part of universe? Do they also celebrate love month just like earthlings do? I wonder. I really do.

I hope we are happy with the festivity as others celebrate it with their partner, husband or wife, boyfriend or girlfriend, while you and I bury ourselves in singleness. Or you better join an going book giveaway on my blog this love month which is one of the best things you can do in your singularity. I am giving away copies of my book The Guy with a Tatt on His Leg. You may join the contest by earning raffle entries on the installed Rafflecopter giveaway below. Join now to get a chance of winning free copies of my book and have a glimpse of Lius and Cristina's love story.

I wrote the story last 2017 as part of an online writing class. Those were the days I could write a short novel in just months. I kind of missed those days I overflowed with ideas, feelings, and uncontrolablle emotions to the point that my only outlet was writing them out. But on second thought, I love how I am right now and what I have become, I am more grounded and at peace with who I am. I am more loving and accepting towards myself, unlike before. I used to self-blame, self-pity, self here and self there, all about myself, my pain, my sorrow. All me. All by myself. I drowned with negative thoughts and the worst feeling of not being enough, of being unworthy right to the core, while pretending that I got it all together. 

 
I wanted to replace those negativity through pursuing romantic love with the opposite sex. I so wanted to fill in the void that nearly ate me up, that emptiness that slowly but surely almost brought me to the end of my journey. I wanted someone to complete me. I tried to find my worth from others. I was desparate, not far from being miserable.

Then, someone came. 

The nightmare stopped. 

He completes me.

Through Him, I am worthy.

Because of Him, I am joyful in good and bad times.

By His grace, I am grounded and at peace with the process and the direction I am heading on.

I may be scarred, but now I am healed, freed from the strongholds and shackles of the past. Love scars, but love beyond any doubt heals. All glory to God who heals broken hearts.

Happy hearts' month!