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resilience
Sometimes, the kindest thing to do is allow someone to complain.
Accept the lack of perfection.
Say “yes, me, too.”
Growth happens even under the weight of survival.
Our scars become armor, our hearts become bloom.
Eventually, the mountain will melt from your shoulders.
You will find your way to the sun.
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Your strength never came from your flower,
but from roots that refuse to stay dormant.
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Your struggle will always eclipse your surrender.
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Comments
oh my god. yes. calluses form to help us. scars ARE armor. and thank you. you know what for.
Posted by: d smith kaich jones | March 18th, 2015 10:51
I would love to know how you know me and my life so well….I love your blog
Posted by: Angie | March 18th, 2015 17:39
This is so beautiful, so profound. And I need to hear it so much, because I have been dormant for so long. Thank you.
P.S. I would love to quote this in one of my novels someday.
Posted by: Amy | March 19th, 2015 20:33
Seeking inspiration this morning and here it is…
Posted by: Maery Rose | March 21st, 2015 08:49