If you lost someone you love in 2017, make 2018 the year where you get a little bit stronger day by day. There is no time for “new year, new you” bullshit. The new you already happened this year.
Love is a choice – and it’s a choice we have to make over and over and over again.
Navigating life without her has become your new normal.
The God’s honest truth is that I wonder how you can make life better for someone else when you’re still feeling the tremendous loss of someone you love(d).
You see said baby and think to yourself, “Yeah, I could do this. Look at these little feet. And toes. And oh my god – did she just poop herself?”
Don’t constantly be moving on to the next thing.
For just tonight, I want us to be free – care less about what will be, and who we’ll become because those days of carefree nights and lives lived from worry will be in front us, smacking us with their cold and bitter reality.
Just like sex sells, so do tabloids and sadly, the written word is becoming less “written” and more clickbait.
Growing up, I had the image that by now, at twenty-seven years old, I’d be a successful writer living in New York City with a cute house, a handsome mate, and a life I wasn’t struggling to adapt to.
I chose to ignore what I wasn’t ready to accept: my mother was dying.