I cannot get through this day. But I did. Somehow. And then that day was over and I was facing the night and I said to myself, I cannot face this night. But I did. Somehow.
You had heard of a caterpillar that couldn’t turn into a butterfly. And you would like to examine how it would feel to be denied such a beautiful thing. You would like to know how it feels for the caterpillar to watch other caterpillars transform while all the time knowing he would never have that opportunity.
I lost something that I thought defined me and I felt like a shell of a person. Instead of trying to get it back, I had to figure out why I couldn’t be whole all by myself.
I mourned for a life that I’d lost.
When a member of the family leaves or dies, it changes the dynamics of a family. People move and shift, take up places they either wanted to have or are forced into roles they never wanted. It happens without anybody noticing, but it’s shifting all the time.
Before even when she lay in bed looking frail and weak she still managed to make me feel safe. Mothers do that don’t they? Their very presence can help. And even if I ended up mothering her in the final days, she still was taking care of me. I miss her.
He aprendido que el hogar no es un sitio, es un sentimiento.
When the lows are so immense, victories are small. But they are there despite it. You just have to know them when you see them, little pockets of light and hope hidden away in darkness.
It doesn’t matter where you are in the world because it’s about where you are up here,′ she touched the side of her head lightly. ‘It’s about the other world I inhabit. The world of dreams, hope, imagination and memories. I’m happy up here,’ she tapped her temple again and smiled, ‘and because of that I’m happy up here too.’ She held out her arms and displayed the countryside around her...
My mother says that I have a knack for remembering what others forget. Sometimes it’s a curse; nobody likes it when there’s somebody to remember what they’ve tried so hard to bury.
Sometimes I have to remind myself to breathe. You would think it would be an innate human instinct but no, i inhale and forget to exhale and so I find my body rigid, all tensed up, heart pounding, chest tight with an anxious head wondering what’s wrong.
Power. It’s all about that, don’t you forget. People want money or power.
There is a space that people hold for you, within themselves. Every person has a space for every person they met – sometimes the capacity is deep, sometimes it is shallow.
I’m not one of those people who live and breathes their job, I don’t take it so seriously that I want to stay longer than I am paid for or want to socialize with people I spend most of my waking hours with and would never choose to say more than two words to in the real world.
Books choose their readers, not the other way around. I believe that booksellers are the matchmakers. Thank you.
The more time she is spending around people, the more she discovers of her own character failures. In the cottage she was generous, she was kind, she was positive. In this world new sides of her are emerging and she doesn’t like it. She thought she was a better person than this.
Sometimes what you’re most afraid of doing is the very thing that will set you free. –.
And I’m not talking about becoming a millionaire and living happily ever after. I just mean reaching a point in my life that I can stop what I’m doing, take a look around me, breathe a sigh of relief, and think “I’m where I want to be now.
Wanting everything that’s mine to actually be mine and not at the mercy of others and their mistakes.
People’s name can change throughout their lives the same way people do. They believe nicknames provide insight into not just the individual but how other people perceive that person. People become a double prism, instead of a one-way mirror.