“And maybe my arms have grown too tired to hold this but my eyes will never stop searching for miracles.”

I am always trying to be more than I am instead of remembering that what I am is more than enough.

We broke away from each other like clouds after a storm. But the sun never reappeared for me and I don’t know what to do with all this rain.

The thing about healing is that it keeps growing the more time passes, and the thing about time is that it keep passes.

Like a storm that does not know where to let the rain fall, sometimes i do not know how to let go and other times i do not know how to stop.

Please don’t be afraid when i tell you about this emptiness i carry. I am still so full of love.

Sunflowers adapt to let the light reach them and I’m learning to do the same.

I want to be like the wild; Never afraid to grow.

Always be kind. After all most hearts are home to some kind of pain.

They tell you to be grateful for what you have. But you are also allowed to be sad for what you have lost.

I remind myself that I am capable of growing flowers from rain and building mountains from dirt.

I have cried with the rain. Now I will grow with the forest.

I am made of flowers, the kind that always grow back even after the frost.

You cannot hope to heal when you are stuck some where between needing to get over them and still wishing for them to come back.

It hurts to let go but it heals to be free.

They expect me to feel like spring but my heart is full of April showers.

My heart roams in the wild. A place where there is always room to grow.

Losing an arm is kinda lame at one point, but at the same time, so much good has come out of it.

It’s true that I am not from the south and I have a certain reserve. I take time to get close to, and I don’t immediately throw my arms round someone. But it is more a question of style.

Therefore gird yourselves manfully and take up joyful arms for the name of God.

I don’t need to pat myself on the back until my arm breaks. I don’t need any of that.

I could never have embraced this many people with two arms.

I take time to get close to, and I don’t immediately throw my arms round someone.

Opposition doesn’t mean to take arms and kill people and destroy everything.

I would like to make it known, on this program, loud and clear, that I would absolutely embrace with all five of my arms being a Bond villain.