Effervesce.

When life knocks you down, calmly get back up, smile, and say. "You hit like a bitch."


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No more Mondays.

We have now run out of Mondays. I’ve been waiting for this day. It just seemed to rush up at us. We are left with short, sweet memories of a ‘what might have been’. A day to remember and to a day to move on. We will always remember how she made us feel, and we will be thankful for her short time with us. She taught us that there is hope, and that we can dream. I wish there was something more to say, but there isn’t.

You shouldn’t give up.
Fight for yourself and
who you are.
You’ve got
to go through the worst
times in life to get the best
.
  (I found this little poem on Postsecret, and thought it was rather appropriate for today.)

I carry your heart with me                 

 
  I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it,(anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you, here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart, I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)  

 
“You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself ‘I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.’ You must do the thing you think you cannot do.” Eleanor Rooseveldt. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 

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