It is generally accepted that it is everyday life that eats up love in the family: chores, small children, groundhog day and dirty bathrobes. In fact, love in the family disappears when the woman's love for herself disappears.
A woman without self-love is an extinct look, this is boredom next to her, this is a routine and a man's lowered hands.
When inside a woman there is love for herself, she knows how to value herself and she wants to take care of herself. She wants to smile, flirt, try new things and delight herself. She does not get tired of asking herself: what do I want now, and what can I do for this, who can help me with this? In principle, she does not forget to want at least something in this life.
When a woman has love for herself inside, she has love for the whole world, for all the people around her. And you can feel it, it beckons, you want to touch this inner joy. Her background warmth and joy become that mystery that I want to solve: what is it about her that I don't have? How does she do it? What makes her so? What if I can do that too? And it becomes that energy to which everyone around intuitively gravitates.
When a woman has self-love, no dirty dressing gowns can change the reality that she creates around herself just by her existence. You want to be next to her, regardless of what she is wearing, whether she has a manicure and what troubles she overcomes every day.
When a woman has self-love inside, she doesn't care if someone else loves her or not. She is already filled with love and she has enough of this love in full. But in the most paradoxical way, it is then that others begin to love her. Including and first of all, her own husband.
A woman's love for herself is a guarantee of her husband's daily tenderness and care for her. Her smile and cheerfulness are what makes a man make her even happier in order to be satiated with this happiness himself. Every day and every minute.
