I'm Italy Mo and this is the slowdown.

Something both my husband and I have in common is this.

Before we fell in love with each other, we liked being single.

We are both good at being alone and by the time we went on our first date, we had

our single lives fairly carved out.

We were happy.

I played clumsy guitar all night in my second floor apartment after work and went to the

farmer's market on Sundays and had friends who were like family who I saw and spoke

to daily.

I was already whole.

I remember thinking that very thought once then, I am alone but I am whole and I am happy.

Often society doesn't appreciate someone who isn't partnered.

All the movies and all the books are about two people ending up together.

But wholeness is not about a partner and in fact, I think that's a dangerous and often

harmful way of thinking.

Love is self-love and if you can get there, even for a moment in a day, you don't need

anyone else.

Today's poem is an exploration of self-love.

I appreciate how this poem explores how we can re-language ourselves into a new kind

of wholeness.

Love poem by Jamie Ringlab Imagine a day alone and call it love.

Let it mean all things are equal.

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