Be the laughter that spreads, the smile that greets a person who is struggling through their day. Be the encouragement a stranger needs, a shoulder for one to lean on, a hand to pull them back to their feet again.
I love you more. Which is to say that we all have numbered days, but I want to spend my temporary forever standing next to you.
Right now I’m breathing in the hope for tomorrow. I’m exhaling my frustration, my stress, my anxiety. I’m releasing. And beginning again.
Faith is not conditional, not something that changes when the world doesn’t go your way. Faith has a foundation—so build yours in Him and don’t let it be shaken.
Even when life gets complicated, true friendship remains.
I am proud of the way my heart keeps beating, keeps believing, keeps fighting. I am proud of who I am.
There is more to this life than believing what you have right now is all there is, that this is all you can get, that you’re stuck. There is more out there; go get it.
You are more than the ones who couldn’t love you with the same tenacity, who couldn’t promise forever, who couldn’t fight. You are more than a bleeding heart, letting yourself spill for people who don’t see your worth. You are more than this.
We forget that every day we’re lifting our head from the pillow counts as something. We forget how strong we truly are.
You heal—one piece, one fragment, one crack at a time—because you can, because you deserve to.