Marisa Donnelly

I hope you become the light I see in you – the light that brightens rooms, lifts spirits, warms hearts. The light that has been inside you all this time.

Stop apologizing for the person you are.

Stop worrying about when and where and how you’ll find your person. Stop feeling like you’re running out of time. Stop comparing your journey to everyone else’s and be happy where you are, right now.

This is for the women who live and love boldly, who inspire us, build us, define us, change us.

I just want to be an imperfect, shining mess of God’s love.

We were infinite, tiny moments of time—and we became love. But our time ran out.

Maybe it’s a little selfish, but I want to be the reason you smile.

I don’t want to be the one you use to pretend you’re not still missing her.

Laugh. Kiss. Drink. Smile. Ask questions. Seek answers. Explore. Fail. Learn. Grow. Love. Feel.

I’m going to be real, I’m going to be here, and I’m not going to run.

Maybe we need to remind ourselves that love isn’t supposed to make sense all the time. It isn’t supposed to be easy, or wrapped up in a pretty box with a neatly-tied bow.

Respect.

It’s okay to be happy, even in your imperfection and failure because that’s what makes you human. And being human is messy and beautiful.

In a world where people are so damn scared to love, you never change.

I promise that in a world where people leave, where marriages fail, where relationships break, where love fades—I’m not going anywhere.

Right where you are in this moment—even in all this imperfection and mess and steps still left to take—is exactly where you’re supposed to be.

I just want to tell you that I care. That I will always care.

The kind of love you’re looking for? Well it’s the beautiful, pure, honest, open love you deserve. The love with a good woman. And we’re out here. We exist and we’re looking for you.