I've walked too far through broken chapters to end the book here. stay; keep turning the pages until your fairytale finds Me,

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The father wound is not always loud. Sometimes it is quiet. It is the child waiting to hear, "I`m proud of you." And hearing silence instead. It is learning to perform for approval. To hide mistakes. To become impressive, Useful, strong, successful ..... hoping one day your f

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I`M JUST ME I`m not perfect, I`m me. I`ve made bad decision And wrong choices, I`ve said the right things, because I'm me. I don`t like everything I`ve done, but I did it because I'm me. I`ve loved the wrong people and trusted the wrong people and I`m still me. If I

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Some of us did not grow up feeling loved. We grew up feeling tolerated. Feed, maybe. Clothed, maybe. But emotionally held? Emotionally protected? Emotionally safe? No. For some children, love came with conditions. Be quiet. Be useful. Be grateful. Be successful. Be easy to rise

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It was not your fault. You were a child trying to survive what the adults around you refused to heal. You did not cause their anger. You did not create their emotional distance. You were not responsible for their moods, their silence, their cruelty, or the love they withheld. You w

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She couldn`t wash away the stain It would never go away She tried to scrub away the pain But it was here to stay What was once so pure and white Was left tarnished by the mark It would never leave her sight For this stain was way too dark She couldn't make it leave No matter ho

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The storm is either a trick or a test. If it`s a trick, it will give you every reason to give up. If it`s a test, it will give you every reason to keep on going. And the only way to see beyond the waves to the shoreline is to stay so close to God that His peace becomes louder

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Take me to the sea. Where my heart can finally breathe. Where heavy days are carried wide by every rolling tide Leave my sorrow. Keep the blue. Let the waves carry me through .

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every heart is made of other hearts. the ones who held it. the ones who broke it. the ones who helped it beat again.

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every heart is made of other hearts. the ones who held it. the ones who broke it. the ones who helped it beat again.

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I just paid for the cat wheel chair for my little baby. I hope she will like it. It well hope her to walk upright.

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I am a human being, with feelings and emotions and scars and flaws, just like anyone else.

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Watching your parent grow older brings a mix of deep love and quiet sorrow. Notable reflections include: "There is nothing more humbling than watching your parents grow old," "Time moves on, and so do our parents, growing older but always staying in our hearts," and "Be

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It is one of the hardest parts of life, bringing a quiet kind of grief as you notice slower steps, gray hair, and changing health.

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Some of us did not grow up feeling loved, We grew up feeling tolerated. Fed, maybe Clothed, maybe Provided for, maybe. But emotionally held? Emotionally protected? Emotionally safe? No. For some children, love came with conditions Be quiet. Be useful Be grateful Be successful Be

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Some of us did not grow up feeling loved, We grew up feeling tolerated. Fed, maybe Clothed, maybe Provided for, maybe. But emotionally held? Emotionally protected? Emotionally safe? No. For some children, love came with conditions Be quiet. Be useful Be grateful Be successful Be

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I wanted to say thank you for always being there for me. I feel very lucky to have such a wonderful person in my life.

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i hope my mom somehow knows that no matter how many years pass, no matter how much life changes, there will always be a place inside of me that belongs to her. because i didn't just lose my mom when she died.. i lost the person i wanted next to me for every version of the woman i would become

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