We all have a bag. We all pack differently. Some of us are traveling light. Some of us are secret hoarders who’ve never parted with a memory in our lives. I think we are all called to figure out how to carry our bag to the best of our ability, how to unpack it, and how to face the mess. I think part of growing up is learning how to sit down the floor with all your things and figuring out what to take with you and what to leave behind.
~ Hannah Brencher
We all Have a Bag. We all Pack Differently
I was the Type of Person, That Held onto Things too Tight
I was the type of person,
That held onto things too tight,
Unable to release my grip,
When it no longer felt right,
And although it gave me blisters,
And my fingers would all ache,
I always thought that holding on,
Was worth the pain it takes,
I used to think in losing things,
I’d lose part of me too,
That slowly I’d become someone,
My heart no longer knew,
Then one day something happened,
I dropped what I had once held dear,
But my soul became much lighter,
Instead of filled with fear,
And it taught my heart that some things,
Aren’t meant to last for long,
They arrive to teach you lessons,
And then continue on,
You don’t have to cling to people,
Who no longer make you smile,
Or do something you’ve come to hate,
If it isn’t worth your while,
That sometimes the thing you’re fighting for,
Isn’t worth the cost,
And not everything you ever lose,
Is bound to be a loss.
~ Erin Hanson
Time Humbles You. It Humbles You in a Way You will Never Expect
Time humbles you. It humbles you in a way you will never expect and won’t think you need and will never see coming. But it will, just the same. It gives you chances to stand at the top, and then it gives you an opportunity to fall. You’ll get to be the one on the stage sometimes and others, time will fade you into the blur of everybody else. Time teaches you to eat the words you fed to someone else, and to live the kind of life you ran from once. It teaches you to dig deeper and deeper into the souls of the hearts that walk this earth with you, and it teaches you to see what matters and what doesn’t. When an end is a beginning. And when an end is an end. Darling, you’re going to get a bit of it all.
~ Emma Grace
The Truth is — Sometimes Love Changes
The truth is — sometimes love changes. The truth is, sometimes life gets hard and “I’ll stay” turns into “I have to take care of myself right now.” Sometimes, those who loved us beautifully, cannot continue to do so. And that is okay. You have to understand that there are certain things in life you truly have to let go of. There are certain things in life you cannot control — and the heart of another person is one of them. Either someone chooses you, or they do not. Either someone decides to fight, or they do not. At the end of the day, you have to respect that. But you do not have to let it consume you. See, you may not be able to control the person you loved, but you can control yourself. You can control the way you unapologetically dedicate yourself to loving who you are and what you have to offer. You can control the way you move forward, the way you choose to believe that you are worthy of the love you have continuously put out into the world. You can control the way you choose to believe that all the love your heart has given was enough, and will be enough for the right people. You can control how you grow from the loss. You can control how you survive it. So survive it. You are strong enough to do so.
~ Bianca Sparacino
I Knew I was Growing up When I Realized:
I knew I was growing up when I realized:
Many of the issues that I had in my relationships were the result of unhealthy boundaries.
It wasn’t my job to fix people and meddle in their problems.
Gossiping is not the only way to connect in conversations.
Some people won’t change in a time-frame that works for what I want for my life.
I was getting upset with people for being themselves (I was expecting something different, from people who hadn’t changed).
People will be upset with you for things that have nothing to do with you (they are going through something.)
Asking for help is healthy.
It isn’t always them; sometimes it’s me
~ Nedra Glover Tawwab
