Death is only the end of Life’s story if I think it’s all about me.
My #raredisease has #taken all it’s going to-I can cry & feel blue or love all I can before I die. I can try to #give. Like the #wind-I’m free to soar & live.
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“My sister died of crib death. Mom nearly lost it after that. Neighbors would find her wandering outside, talking to herself, sobbing like it was as easy as breathing. They’d take her by the hand & walk her home to dad...I was only five pounds, but I was her savior.”
🌿🌘🌿...there was no place left in the graveyard for condescending rationality - and Peter felt completely vindicated, completely in control as he prised the stone, newborn damp, from its socket in the yew's root.
He was neither.
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The hardest realization to make is all the stuff people think matters - careers, clothes, living the right life - doesn't matter. What matters is taking time to step away from it all, drink some coffee, and watch the world work itself to death.
It was 500 years since Zoiran had lost his left eye. The white-hot tip of a fire spear had taken more than half his sight though. Now he feared the elite demon warriors & their blazing steel pikes, forged by devilry & enchantment. In truth, he had always been a coward
Brown colored the rose's tattered edges & melting frost glistened on its pink heart. Harry deposited it on Joan's lap & took her hand. “Have no fear, no matter how bad life’s winter becomes, our love is like this resilient flower, it will always bloom.”
#1linewed “Oy. I’ll have to give some to the neighbors so they don’t get mad at me.” WAITING FOR A MIRACLE #readromance #diverse #ownvoices #hanukkah https://t.co/RIhOFfy0pR
Give me a smile from across the room
Give me a whispered promise
Give me a place on the wings of your future
Take only my heart
He couldn’t quite remember, but as he trudged alone in the darkness, it seemed to be important. But memory is a fickle beast, and only gives you crumbs when you are starving for a banquet. #1linewed #TheRuinofDelicateThings
Father, the girl had said, and sword
He had had a father once, a father who had given him life & named him Carn. A father who had carried a sword‒a short iron blade that struck sparks from stone & whistled in the air as it severed the Red Man’s neck
How I long for your warmth, steadying strength, lulling to restful sleep, moments time-suspended, between heart beats, long sleeping breaths. How tearful eyes brighten,
Sorrows give way to loving delights.
Time to give the new SatNav a try too. She only wished she’d had a look at the instructions sooner, but it couldn’t be that difficult to use, could it?
It was close to two o’clock in the morning when Lizzie pulled onto the motorway heading towards Kent. #1linewed #TheAbleWitch
Nick towered over the prone goon, who swam in a puddle of his own claret, thanks to the multitude of .45 ACP slugs provided by the avenging angel.
“You have about 30 seconds left, give or take 28 seconds. Make peace with your personal deity, scumbag.”
“I’ll bring snacks,” Mia promised. “Good ones.”
“Sorry, I’m spoken for,” she joked. “Thirty drachmas & a pair of goats. If you can’t beat that, I’m going to take the first option.”
“Damn. I’ve only got one goat. Guess I have to settle for an inferior love.” #1lineWed
She stood at the prow, staring out into the darkest night.
The wind brushed through her hair, caressing her cheek, filling her with life. The song of freedom echoed now a perfect sound, an answered melody.
“You look like you might just take wing and fly."
“Can you describe this infestation? That would be very helpful, Mrs. Haskell.”
“Of course,” she replied, drawing her petite frame upright. She waited and finally asked, “Don’t you need a pad and pencil to take notes? That’s what they do on the police shows on TV.”#1linewed
“My reasons for supporting you are perfectly valid.” She stood as close to him as she dared. “I had you. Your actions. I decided that was enough for me. You’re a goddamn asshole, & I’m pretty sure you’ve done things that'd give me nightmares, but you are not a traitor.” #1lineWed
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The tree reached out its wrinkled
arm for the boy
to lean on
in the quiet of the night
to feel the earth's breath
while his parents fought
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He wanted to kiss those lips he’d been dreaming of since he was nineteen. Take her mouth with his own, fingers digging into her hair... He’d pull her body against his, hike her skirt up around the waist too.
All he had to do was ask for permission.
I sat with her until the sun had almost disappeared, until her tears dried to streaks on her cheeks, hoping my presence gave comfort. I knew her family was safe on our farm. But the laws of Texas were another matter. I would talk to Grandpa. #1linewed
She was a good friend, but best taken in small doses, and ideally in a large group so she couldn’t monopolize the conversation. Once she got going, there was no stopping her; the girl could talk endlessly.
Her phone binged.
'So did you hit that?'
Better to get this over with. 'Yes'
'M is kinda amazing.' A horrific thought hit. 'Do NOT text & congratulate M on that.' She added dagger & STOP emojis for emphasis.
'Giving positive reinforcement is important.'
'No. N.O.' #1linewed
“Honestly, Ava was never the problem, but because of being pregnant with her, I saw the compassion of the poor. I was on the receiving end of it, and will forever be grateful. People with nothing often give more than those who have everything.”
If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that—warm things, kind things....
The worst part about being divorced, Nathan thought, was crying yourself to sleep.
Athena leveled her with a stare. "If I sounded like you, I'd keep quiet about it."
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“Sadly, we live in an imperfect and often corrupt world, Jeannie. Would that it were not so, but since it is, it behooves us to take advantage when we can use that imperfection for a good end.” #1LineWed https://t.co/xHvgVpENMV
I have to tell Lizzie, again, that we can’t have dessert until we’ve had a proper dinner. She must think that if she asks often enough, sooner or later I’ll give in. Of course, she does have quite a bit of evidence to back up that belief. #1LineWed