Bella was the loving presence at my feet when I ate “fear foods” in my dietitian's office. With her in my lap at a support group, I felt more courageous to raise my hand to share my truth. Bella was the soft coat I cried into when my friend died in her early thirties. Bella was in my arms the night I finally ended an unhealthy relationship. Most recently, Bella was the face I pictured when I went into labor with my son, because nothing calms me like her sweet eyes. Nothing empowers me like her love.
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