In this house, we don’t cry over boys. No, if anything, we make boys cry over us. And they will cry as they realize the significance of what they lost and all of the foregone opportunities they could have had.
You won’t know when it’s happening. You won’t know what you are losing when it’s happening.
It’s about time someone told you how amazing you are. And that internal voice in your own head doesn’t count.
I know your vitality will come back, I can sense its pending return.
I want you to choose love in every moment and every interaction. Kindness and compassion are your weapons of survival in a world that may care little for you.
This is a flower for you, whoever that may be.
Self-doubt was absent from our vocabulary. We were resilient in our certainty.
It’s about time you put yourself first.
Trust that God has a greater plan for this ordeal. Trust that God needs you to experience this pain so you can build strength and resilience.
Do not hesitate.