“Your aunt will beat this. Your family is full of feisty women!”—Megan, in response to my telling her that one of my aunts (my mom’s only sister) has breast cancer.
you never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have.
the things that are fundamentally wrong in my life—whether directly or indirectly—would read like one of the most fucked up, intense grocery lists you’ve ever had the misfortune of coming across. but my, what a perspective it gives. being the worlds’ most chronic and committed complainer, I could whine about my car troubles, severe lack of money, near extinct love life and continue to operate on the ol’ ‘default setting’, or I could remember one of the most crucial (yet often forgotten) absolute truths: if you have the love of your family and your health, you have everything.
“And yet of all things, we feel sadness the most. We are never buoyed upon an ocean of apathy. We are never crushed by complacency. We are never moved by they okayness of the world. Sadness and pain, to help us flee danger and hurt. To help us get away when we’re bleeding. You have a body and it screams, ‘Something stirs like broken glass in my chest…’ An animal part of us, still here after all these years, breaks our hearts.”—I Wrote This For You: The Cosmic Joke
Leave the door open for the fantastic.
Don’t hold back.
Surround yourself with brilliance.
Show others the way.
Trust your instincts.
Follow great with great.
Find a way to balance your intensity.
Live for today.