Grief is a visitor. It arrives unannounced, like a cold breeze sneaking through the cracks of a locked
Love shows up quietly, through the cracks of a broken soul and through scars unseen as the pain of the
I stayed because I thought love could fix anything. I believed if I just held on tighter, prayed a little
It was something my ex would often say when the dust settled after another argument about his drinking.
The beauty of a pause is that it often arrives when we least expect it—sometimes wrapped in heartbreak,
Let’s take a deep breath together, friend. Inhale all the uncertainty, the noise, the chaos swirling
