I’m sorry if I offend you, but I will no longer apologize. From this day forward, I will not temper my comments or hold back my enthusiasm. If I wake up happy because I’m lying beside the love of my life or I wake up sad because he’s half way around the world, I’m going to say it. If a text message brings a spontaneous smile to my face, I’m going to show it. If tears fill my eyes and a lump gathers in my throat because I’m humbled by the children God trusted to my care, I’m going to feel it. If I’m suddenly overwhelmed by this amazingly beautiful life that I’m living, I’m going to share it. And if that makes you uncomfortable, well, that’s on you, not me. Life is short. Love is fabulous. Laughter is healing. And the uncensored spontaneous expression of happiness is Joy. I will no longer dilute my expression to suit your needs. I don’t say this selfishly. This isn’t an ego thing. It isn’t boasting or bragging. This is living life authentically from the heart. This is feeling it all deeply, letting it in, and loving it out. This is learning that I am worthy, lovable, capable, and deserving. This is finally realizing that life isn’t meant to be a struggle, that we are here to experience joy and to live our lives in the fullest expression of that joy. I am aware of how blessed my life is and grateful each and every day for these blessings. For this reason, I will no longer apologize or hold back. Because I know how special this is, I wish this for you too. I wish for you the feeling that I wake up with each day and say thanks for each night. I wish for you to know what crazy stupid love feels like. To have a heart so full you feel it might burst and then to feel it expand even more. I wish for you the desire to stand high on a mountain and exclaim at the top of your voice how much you love Love! I wish for you to feel your Soul dancing inside your body. To love and be loved unconditionally and without reservation. I wish for you to be so overwhelmed with a heart so wide open that the thought of containing all that emotion is exhausting to the point that you give up. You give up and say unapologetically and lovingly, “This is me and I will no longer apologize.”