What Let Love Heal meant to me



This week Let Love Heal is in the SPOTLIGHT! Yesterday I shared with you why I wrote Let Love Heal, and what I hoped readers would take away from it. For the rest of the week I want to share with you what some of my readers have told me Let Love Heal meant to them.

Today reader Brynne Hounsell stops by! Brynne… Thank you so much for sharing your words with us.

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” “Beauty is only skin deep.” What other cliché phrases can be used to describe beauty?

I can relate to Melanie from Let Love Heal on many different levels. I was (who am I kidding I still am) a shy person. I strived to get good grades, gave my all on the softball diamond, volunteered, had an after school job and anything else I could think of to make my parents proud. Years later I found out they were always proud of me, but didn’t always tell me or show me. So I thought I had to work harder, study more, dress better – you get the idea.

I switched high school between my sophomore and junior because I felt like I didn’t fit in with the kids at the “snobby private” school I was at, but I didn’t fit in at the public school either. I had a really hard time my junior year trying to fit in and then I was asked to prom by a boy that I had been really good friends with but would have never give me the time of day (I had braces, baaaadd acne, and was fairly “nerdy”), but I found the perfect dress, my mom took me to get my hair and nails done, and I thought this night would be perfect. As the night went on I was dancing with my friends and my parents came to take pictures, and after an hour I couldn’t find my date. Soon the dance ended and still no date, so I used the pay phone and called my dad to come get me. As I’m waiting for my dad my date pulls up in a limo and out walks the girl he had been dating before he asked me to prom. My dad came and grabbed me and put me in the car and I bawled (like snotty face and everything) tears the entire way home. Slept most of the next day and had to get up and face school on Monday morning. I had 2 classes with my date (yeah karma is bitch sometimes). I ignored him for weeks (we had actually been really good friends before the whole prom debacle). Later on I found out he started dating her again after he had already asked me to prom (so tell me these things), and instead he made me look like a fool and I had such insecurity issues after that.

Fast forward to college – I didn’t date for a very long time, and then I meet my husband in the lobby of our dorm as I am selling carnations for Sweetest Day to raise money for our dorm. He walks in and says, “if I buy 10 carnations will you go out on a date with me?” I said yes, and we have now been together as of today, October 18th.

One of my favorite things about my husband is that daily he will call me at work just to check-in and his closing line to me is, “I can’t see you but I know you look great.” It hits me in the squishy part of my heart every time because he truly does mean it. He is my “Bryan”. He makes me feel loved, beautiful and confident every day. Where would I be without him? I don’t want to know.

Brynne Hounsell