This year has not been perfect so far, but it is still mine. My steps forward carry the memories. ALL of them. And I have half a year to go still.

Sometimes the paths we so badly wanted, are the blessing we didn't know we needed at the time of not getting them.

I wanted him to be the "one" but instead he was a lesson. Life is not a happy ending. It is just life.

It hurts today. I just want and need people to be gentle with my heart.

I will dance in the sunshine again. For I am the sun. I will be ok.

Sometimes its about looking backwards, to see how far you have come.

Hating him would make this easier for me. But I don't.