“I hope you give yourself a try today.”

Introduce yourself to your heart again. It misses you.

I’m kind because I know how cruel feels.

We can’t sit in ruin waiting for change to happen.

Quiet those whispers that tell you, you’re not good enough.

Love fiercely, that even in your absence you linger.

You were the one even when you couldn’t be.

Over thinkers – masters at turning calm into chaos.

Wrap yourself in kindness you deserve it too.

Freedom looks beautiful on you keep healing love.

Slow down, and inhale a little bit of peace.

I loved, you lost. Pity isn’t it?

And in between the calm and the chaos you are evolving.

Starting now, I’m building a garden of final goodbyes.

You are just as beautiful as those wounds that house you.

Learn to love in layers. One heart beat at a time.

Lets build a bridge of kindness one heart at a time.

A child-like man is not a man whose development has been arrested; on the contrary, he is a man who has given himself a chance of continuing to develop long after most adults have muffled themselves in the cocoon of middle-aged habit and convention.

Housework can’t kill you, but why take a chance?

I would say to you that Americans of Hispanic descent want desperately to give their children the chances they never had.

Good memories are our second chance at happiness.

If your goal is to be comfortable, chances are you’ll never get rich. But if your goal is to be rich, chances are you’ll end up mighty comfortable.

Christmas for me is all about spending time with my family. I cherish any chance we have to spend all day together making gingerbread houses, baking cookies, or sitting around and watching movies.

I really don’t like the gym. I like experiences, so I take any chance I get to go on a bicycle or on a hike.

Grandparents are given a second chance to enjoy parenthood with fewer of its tribulations and anxieties.