#LoveMe – A person who loves you


  1. Why are you doing #LoveMe?
  2. A photo of you
  3. A word that describes you
  4. A person who loves you
  5. A note to the past you
  6. A note to the future you
  7. One thing that’s just for you
  8. Share a scar
  9. Share something beautiful
  10. Share a secret
  11. Share a smile
  12. Share a flaw
  13. Share a quote
  14. Share a fear you overcame
  15. Something you have done right
  16. Something you like about yourself 
  17. Something that feeds your soul
  18. Something that feeds your brain
  19. Something you feel strongly about
  20. Something you love to wear
  21. Something you are proud of
  22. What makes you unique?
  23. What is your best feature?
  24. What makes you happy?
  25. What makes you laugh?
  26. What makes you feel beautiful?
  27. What have you accepted about yourself?
  28. What have you learned from doing #LoveMe these past twenty-eight days?

There are a few people I could choose to write this post about, but I decided to write about my sister. My sister is a beautiful person who has an inner strength that I adore. She has made it through some rough times and come out swinging. She is, without a doubt, one of the strongest people I know.
The reason I choose to write about her, rather than anyone else, is because my sister and I disagree on some pretty heavy topics. We’ve gotten into serious arguments about our differing political opinions so often that we have had to invoke a ban on talking politics when I visit. However, I want to explain how we used to resolve these arguments. We would get ourselves into such states that we would see red, but before we said something we’d regret, we’d take a deep breath, say “I love you”, and then change the subject.

Despite our very different views of the world, my sister has never been anything less than supportive of me. In fact, she is one of my biggest cheerleaders. I love her for that.

I don’t know if she’ll ever read this, but I want her to know how grateful I am for her continued support. And how lucky I am that she is my sister.



About Bec Graham

Bec Graham, 24, was born on the wrong continent. Everything from her burns-like-paper skin tone to her inability to cope with the slightest hint of a hot day suggests she should have been born under the gloomy skies and mild sun of the UK. She hopes writing will get her to her rightful home one day. Failing that, she scans the skies for a spinning blue police box, hoping to catch a lift back to the motherland.
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4 Responses to #LoveMe – A person who loves you

  1. nevillegirl says:

    This is such a lovely post! Ultimately I couldn’t narrow it down to just one person who loves me (which I feel like I don’t even deserve from other people lololol but I can’t stop them I suppose), so I ended up not actually writing about other people because I just couldn’t decide. But I’d have to say that my brother is super supportive of me! Yay sibling relationships ^_^

    • Bec Graham says:

      Sibling relationships are great! But I am sorry to hear that you feel like you don’t deserve love. That is awful. Everyone deserves love. I hope one day you can accept the love of your loved ones. I was going to suggest maybe getting someone to write this post for you? Family membe/friend/etc. That way you don’t have to write it and they can express themselves? I really do hope that this challenge helps you 🙂

  2. Deborah says:

    Oh that’s lovely. I hope she does read it and I love your (old) approach to settling conflict. I think a lot of people could learn from that!

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