Morning Still Comes
“However long the night has held you, it has never once kept the sun from rising.”
The Collection
Read slowly. Take what you need and leave the rest for another day.
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“However long the night has held you, it has never once kept the sun from rising.”
“I carried it so long I mistook the ache for who I was.”
“You are not behind. You are becoming — and becoming takes longer than we planned.”
“Love is rarely loud. Mostly it is someone staying when leaving was easier.”
“Grief is love with nowhere left to go, so it goes on loving anyway.”
“Faith is not always a mountain moved. Sometimes it is one honest step in the dark.”
“Nobody told me the way out would be straight through the middle of it.”
“Right now, in a room you'll never see, your name is being spoken with tenderness.”
“Speak to yourself the way you would speak to someone you were trying to save.”
“Set another chair. Grace has never once run out on the way to the door.”
“Even the prayers I couldn't finish were heard in full.”
“You survived every single day you swore you couldn't. Let that be evidence.”