Words for your heart, mind, and soul.
This is the way of humanity: to break and to hurt and to heal. Words help us heal. We write to remember we’re still alive; we read to remember we’re not alone. There is beauty in suffering, in dying, in breaking open like a seed and growing. I’ve tasted the bitterness and sweetness of life, and found that we are resilient. Breaking apart is not the end. Where there is brokenness, there is healing and the hope of rising again.
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