My Moments Lately ✨

Instead of asking why they left, now I ask, what beauty will i create in the space they no longer occupy?

Rudy Francisco

{“The sun is falling down on me when I’m in the air, Valentine’s my death date, as it is meant to be for the following years. I’ll have you know I die every year for the upcoming holiday, Fresh flowers in a bouquet, place it on my front doorstep, I won’t answer no matter what you say. So, If I were the river, and you were the sea, Would this make you happier than we were ever meant to be. Languages, several, the downfall of me, English my love, Turkish my worst nightmare, the phantom tollbooth. But they took everything from me, would this be a good enough of an excuse for you to allow me to ache, Bury my head underneath a pillow, lack the oxygen I already don’t deserve, Suffocate myself so the air of Malibu wouldn’t make me cry underneath the atmospheric pressure? I’m falling down a skyscraper, in my dreams, Would you catch me before I meet the ground in an ease? The feeling surreal yet so real, I can’t depict which soul my own, belongs to me, before my wake. Why does relief make its way back to me when consciousness is gained, And I know it wasn’t real. I listen to alternative all day every day, I alternate as well maybe. Watching the sun switch places with the moon, I would love to do that with somebody who gets me, Switching places with the sun, So I could be in complete darkness with the moon. Would you Promise me this would be forever, Or will you, run away, twenty miles apart, Like all the others who went and came but never stayed?”}

-no soul other than mine, Dilara

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Resilience is very different than being numb. Resilience means you experience, you feel, you fail, you hurt. You fall. But, you keep going.

Yasmin Mogahed

“There’s a special place in my heart for the ones who were with me at my lowest and still loved me when I wasn‘t very loveable.”

— Unknown

Difícilmente me atrevería a confesar que sigo llorando todas las noches.

— Dónde estuviste; Blue Salaz

─ Jonathan Safran Foer

De ti aprendí, que aunque pienses que nadie te escucha, siempre habrá alguien dispuesto a escuchar lo que callas por miedo a ser una carga para los demás. Que aún hay personas en las que puedes confiar tu sentir sin miedo a ser juzgado o minimizado, qué hay personas que estarán solo por estar y te tendrán la paciencia que necesites para desahogar tus pesares, qué hay quien se queda aunque vean tu lado vulnerable y abrazan tus heridas con palabras de ternura y amor. Aprendí que aún hay personas que te ven con los ojos del alma y no solo por cómo te muestras por fuera. Sí, aún hay de esas personas.

Angels are of a superiority all but incomprehensible to us, but they are a part of our lives: by God's boundless mercy, they are destined, in the great moments off history, to be the heralds of the Most High to man below; they are, as well, our guides, guardians, mentors, protectors, and comforters from birth to the grave.

The Holy Angels by Mother Alexandra