Every day we keep telling the same stories. Over and over. We forget that our endings can be different. So can the plot. I think it’s time for some surprise endings.
REBEKAH STERLACCIEvery day we keep telling the same stories. Over and over. We forget that our endings can be different. So can the plot. I think it’s time for some surprise endings.
REBEKAH STERLACCINo. I can’t pretend that everything is the way it was. Even though that’s what we do- move on like everything is okay.
REBEKAH STERLACCIClarity wakes you up at 2am. And tells you its time to move on. and let go.
REBEKAH STERLACCIHe’s a little bit you and a little bit me. But mostly he is himself. Filled with empathy, curiosity, and creativity. And wrapped in our love.
REBEKAH STERLACCIKnowing you’ve got my back is everything. When we were sleeping till noon and binge watching scrubs. I never could understand the complexity of the future.
REBEKAH STERLACCITell me to calm down. Go ahead. Tell me I’m crazy. Tell me how it actually works. Try to make me feel small and insignificant. But I see you. For the insecure, power clutching man you are. Good luck. You need it.
REBEKAH STERLACCITell me your story and I’ll tell you mine. Love is found in knowing. Seeing and being seen. This is how we heal.
REBEKAH STERLACCIIn this culture of winners and losers. Your trauma is your trauma. This is not a measuring contest of pain.
REBEKAH STERLACCIEvery time I answer- I have to work harder to remember that I am happier with a wall between us. But knowing this – I still pick up.
REBEKAH STERLACCIIt takes time. We will get there.
REBEKAH STERLACCIWhen the air begins to turn colder, a warmth grows in my core that says – it’s time to start new.
REBEKAH STERLACCIWhen I am broken you don’t try to fix me. You listen. You are there. Thankyou.
REBEKAH STERLACCIWhen all the noise is gone, there is so much to hear, to see, to appreciate. Detoxifying from a past that does not fit now.
REBEKAH STERLACCIWhen you come calling I’ll answer. But I know I have to keep a piece of my heart just for me.
REBEKAH STERLACCISomehow in all this grief I found joy. Sharing art with you has made me whole again. And again.
REBEKAH STERLACCISometimes forgiveness is off the table. When the hurt is real you can’t forget. But you can walk away. That’s healthy too.
REBEKAH STERLACCI