It’s enlightening, but somewhat selfish, the way in which our eyes are opened in the wake of another’s tragedy. As if by some tragic miracle we are intensely aware of our own blessings by mere observation of another’s loss.
“I love you so much! Wish I…
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This has been a long time coming. In fact, I’ve had a few of “these” blogs saved in my drafts for quite some time, however, I believe in writing in the moment. It offers a type of relief to my ever-running mind that drafts and editing cannot. Save that…
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—Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye, “An Origin Story” (via larmoyante)
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…you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security,
and you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises,And you begin to…
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I’ve been absent, I know, but life is somewhat of a pleasant whirlwind these days. I’m struggling to graduate, working too much, enjoying the company of another, and living life day-to-day without much fuss. However, I believe the thoughts are beginning…
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