At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don’t keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That’s how we’re made. So, you can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them.
We all think we’re going to be great. And we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren’t met. But, sometimes, our explanations sell us short. Sometimes, the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected. The unexpected… is what changes our lives.
Some days, the whole world seems upside down. And then somehow, improbably, and when you least expect it, the world rights itself again.
Time flies. Time waits for no man. Time heals all wounds. All any of us wants is more time. Time to stand up. Time to grow up. Time to let go. Time.
Funny, isn’t it, the way memory works? The things you can’t quite remember, and the things you can never forget.
Who gets to determine when the old ends and the new begins? It’s not a day on the calendar, not a birthday, not a new year. It’s an event. Big or small. Something that changes us. Ideally, it gives us hope.
I think you can’t wait for someone to fly underneath you and save your life. I think you have to save yourself.
We’re adults. When did that happen? And how do we make it stop?
They say ignorance is bliss once you know about the prognosis, you can’t go back. Will you be strong or will you fall apart? It’s hard to predict so don’t worry about it. Enjoy the time you have before the time comes. Yep, ignorance is bliss.
When we follow our hearts, we chose not to settle. It’s funny, isn’t it? A weight lifts. The sun shines a little brighter. And, for a brief moment at least, we find a little peace.
It can be scary to find out you’ve been wrong about something. But we can’t be afraid to change our minds, to accept that things are different, that they’ll never be the same, for better or for worse. We have to be willing to give up what we used to believe. The more we’re willing to accept what is and …
The body is a slave to its impulses. But the thing that makes us human is what we can control. After the storm, after the rush, after the heat of the moment has passed, we can cool off and clean up the messes we made. We can try to let go of what was.
Change: We don’t like it, we fear it, but we can’t stop it from coming. We either adapt to change, or we get left behind. It hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn’t is lying. But here’s the truth: Sometimes the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good. Sometimes …
Pain comes in all forms. The small twinge, a bit of soreness, the random pain, the normal pains we live with everyday. Then there is the kind of pain you can’t ignore. A level of pain so great that it blocks out everything else. Makes the rest of the world fade away. Until all we can think about is how …
Why does it feel so good to get rid of things? To unload? To let go? Maybe because when we see how little we actually need to survive, it makes us realize how powerful we actually are. To strip down to only what we need. To hang on to only what we can’t do without. Not just to survive, but …