Colleen George

Life can be so lonely…it can be so hard.

I didn’t really like this year. It was daunting and rough and everything in between. But it still had its irreplaceable moments. It still had its lessons and blessings. And I still wouldn’t erase it, even if I could.

I hope you let love shower you and I hope you let people see your soft side.

I miss you when I hang ornaments on the tree, especially the ornament with your name on it. I miss you when I hear Christmas music playing softly on the radio. And I really miss singing “Feliz Navidad” in the car with you, at the top of our lungs.

Thou shalt not feel guilty for going back for a second helping of Grandma’s delicious apple pie.

I want to be happy on my own.

Journal however you like, and for however long you like.

Healing is not linear. Healing is not easy.

When things are okay, let them be okay. Don’t search for reasons that you shouldn’t feel happy.

Sometimes miracles take a little while to pan out.

But remember, not everything that you are thinking is reality. All of your darker thoughts are winning right now because half of you is too tired to reassure yourself.

The funny thing is, on the bad days, you can look in the mirror and see the same girl you see staring back at you on the good days.

My dear, soon it is will be your time.

Healing takes time. Healing means hanging on when you feel as though there is nothing to hold on to. Healing means facing all of your fears and being vulnerable to all of the pain moving through your body.

You my dear, are perfect.

So if you spend today, or the next few days, just trying to survive. it’s okay.

Let your heart break a little, every single day. For the break in your heart lets the vulnerability out and the love in.

Home is not confined by the walls of something physical. It’s not confined to a certain place, or to one specific person.