Marisa Donnelly

I will survive. We will all survive.

Love is not just a feeling. It is a choice, a decision, an action, a movement.

Sometimes lost love is a reminder. Of who we are. Of our worth.

I’m going to step forward in faith, with confidence, with hope that whatever I face I won’t have to face alone. Because with God in my heart, I won’t.

Shaping yourself into someone others might not quickly recognize.

God, be my rock. Be the one I turn to, rely on. Be the force I feel within my bones, powerful and electric. Be the energy in each cell, pulsing from my head to my feet, pushing me onward without fear.

you will feel me when I leave
like all the threads that hold you together
coming undone.

You have expectations—for yourself, for your future lover, for life—that you never had before.

Give me something raw and messy. Give me unedited. Give me imperfect. Give me us.

Right now, you have the ability to change—not what has happened to you, but where you go from here.

Capricorn: The gift of intention.

Taurus: The gift of your loyalty.

You cannot break a woman whose self-love is centered on possibility, on hope, on the potential she has to become something even more wild and wonderful than she already is.

Someone is going to love you, simply because you are worthy. And each touch, each kiss, each word that leaves their lips will show you what you’ve been missing all along.

I will teach her to make her own expectations, and shatter them.

This year, I’m letting go of people, of things, of feelings, of thoughts that aren’t mine to keep. That aren’t bringing me hope. That aren’t pushing me to be a better person or inspiring me to stand after I’ve fallen down.

Even when you do not have the strength to stand, know your Father is ready to carry you. You are loved. You are saved. You are not facing this pain alone.

It’s fighting to see yourself as worthy, even when you’re constantly told that you’re not good enough. It’s fighting to appreciate who you’ve become, while still making goals to reach towards.