Bianca Sparacino

Promise me that you will never again run back to what cracked you, what fractured your heart, your mind, your soul.

You have a quiet within you that sleeps inside your bones, that stirs within your heart, but you rarely notice it. Take a minute to truly think —  when was the last time you were fully present?

They don’t teach you how to hurt. How to truly hurt, to truly feel every inch of your body on fire and be at peace with it.

I promise you that there will never be a perfect time to do anything in life.

Over the last twenty-three years life has spoken to me. It has spoken to me through heartache, through hardship, through joy and celebration.

Don’t talk to me about the weather. Don’t tell me about the forecast and how it calls for rain, or how you’re terrified that winter will arrive earlier than expected.

You are strength. You are vigor and ruthlessness that fights every single day to achieve and love.

We are not incomplete human beings, and there is no one in the world who is going to fill the voids of our soul other than ourselves.