Sometimes you have to die a little on the inside in order to rise from your own ashes and believe in yourself and love yourself again.
Call it growth.
Call it finding yourself.
Call it whatever you want.
The key is to live moment to moment when times are tough, and push forward, until moments become minutes, minutes become hours… hours become days, days become weeks, weeks turn to months and time again has meaning and life becomes a reason to smile.
The process is almost like learning to walk or speak for the very first time.
It isn’t easy, but in the process we grow and we find ourselves, stronger, wiser, and possessing talents we didn’t know we had.
When we refuse to give up on ourselves, the toughest of times can lead us to new roads we never thought we would travel.
every time i read one of your posts, i wish i could give you a little squeeze. it might not fix everything, but its a small step towards putting something right, and certainly no trouble at all. im sure its a kindness we could both use now and then. cheers. ((hugs))
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Arrrrr thank you, that’s so lovely of you. It really does warm my heart to know there are still some caring people out there. You are one of them. 😃 Thank you for that, it means more than you know. Hugs back at you x
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