“So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More Compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and decide”—Meredith Grey
Love. I think she sets a mean table. She cooks a raging turkey. I think she delivers a pretty sizable spread. But she demands the things that we are so stingy to give within a life that has monopolized us with shame & guilt.
When you sit at the table that Love sets, you let things go. You let old battles die. You roll up your sleeves and you release the anger you’ve harbored inside. It breaks her own heart to see you so bitter. You take down your flags of white surrender.
You admit that you’ve been wrong. You let her heal the parts of you that you swore were not so relevant. You stay open. You stop trying.
“I wanted you to know that I thought about you today, like the rippling of a lake after a rock has been thrown in; you seem to reverberate every inch of me. It’s so odd how something so small can affect something so big, and yet, here you are affecting me from so far away. I wish these tiny little waves never stopped, but one day they will and all will be smooth and calm again. It terrifies me to think about that day, to think of a world without thinking about you.”—T.B. LaBerge // Unwritten Letters to You
“Life is made up, not of great sacrifices or duties, but of little things, in which smiles and kindnesses and small obligations, given habitually, are what win and preserve the heart, and secure comfort.”—Sir Humphry Davy
“I would rather be what God chose to make me than the most glorious creature that I could think of; for to have been thought about, born in God’s thought, and then made by God is the dearest, grandest, and most precious thing in all thinking.”—C.S. Lewis