“I am learning to hold to hopeful light.”

I am making space for each emotion I need to feel.

I am enough for me.

I must learn to separate my bad days from who I am – we are not the same.

Embrace your own reality.

And as the rain fell and the birds kept singing, I realized that freedom is a choice.

Though thunder clouds hover tight like a cage, the sun never stops rising on the ones who chase healing.

Wildflowers need water, so I too must not chase away the rain.

Drowning in grey days rising up into blue, I will choose to love myself in all colors.

Some days I am okay, and some days I am not but always, I am worth every struggle.

A note to all that yearns within me: every breath is a possibility.

And although the strands of your soul feel weary today, your worth remains the same – you are graceful amidst pain.

Wherever you are let life find you.

Nature has become a part of me when I am lifeless, I go to her – she is life.

I am breathing in light when light is present. I am choosing to let joy in.

I am giving the present the opportunity to hold just as much joy as the past.

Through the haze, I am journeying. To the light, I am clinging.

Never let your fears hold you back from pursuing your hopes.

Be not discouraged. There is a future for you. The resistance encountered now predicates hope.

I love you. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I’ve ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, everyday we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours.

You don’t miss the water ‘til the well runs dry.

Nobody should pin their hopes on a miracle.

My hopes were never brighter than now.

Total peace after death, becoming someone else, is the best hope I’ve got.

I hope I shall be able to make some drawings in which there is something human.