I am an extraordinary woman.

I have been the captain of my own boat through my scariest internal storms.

I now pour sunshine into every human interaction.

 

I am an extraordinary companion.

I have felt the darkest depths of being neglected.

I know how it feels to be showered in unconditional love and desire.

 

I am an extraordinary friend.

I have been disappointed over and over again.

I know how it feels to be supported.

 

I am an extraordinary listener.

I have been spoken over the top of so frequently my voice reduced itself to a whisper.

I know how it feels to be heard.

 

I am an extraordinary lover.

I know how it feels to be an object, to have the most precious parts of your body explored without the appetizer of your mind being devoured beforehand.

I know how making love feels when the two are combined like white wine & seafood.

 

I am an extraordinary woman.

I am courageous yet vulnerable.

I am determined yet surrendering.

I am a lover.

Yet I love with every part of my heart.

If you wish to step into my universe, you better have a big mind that is in sync with your heart.

You better have, or be willing to explore the deepest parts of yourself.

For I will force you to be your best.

 

I am an extraordinary mother to myself.

To those I love.

I am a chameleon.

A go-getter.

So don’t come between me and my extraordinary ways.

Or your last memory will be my Darth Vadar tattoo as I walk out the door.

I’m looking for an extraordinary man.

With extraordinary ways.