Esto es la vida real, donde los corazones terminan pisoteados, magullados y rotos, pero por alguna razón continúan latiendo.

Ladrillo a ladrillo, estoy construyéndome una nueva vida, y me siento bien.

Soy consciente de lo fácil que resulta quedarse atascada en una rutina y renunciar a tus sueños. Pero no voy a rendirme, todavía no.

So many things in my life have changed, but some things will always stay the same.

It's not a direction I'd ever imagined I'd go in, but that's okay. Life does that, doesn't it? Reroutes you as it goes along. One Day In December/Josie Silver

Sometimes you just meet the right person at the wrong time, I say softly. Yeah, he says. And then you spend every day afterward wishing that time could be rearranged.

I know how painful it can be letting someone you think you love go, but that I don’t believe there’s only one person in the world for each of us. It’s too fanciful, too limiting.

That's the thing about flowers, isn't it? They're lush and extravagant and demand your attention, and you think they're the most exquisite thing, but then in the shortest time they're not very lovely at all. They wilt and they turn the water brown, and soon you can't hold on to them any longer.

There's something about living in a different place that allows you to be whoever you want to be.

I slump and close my eyes, wondering if there will ever be a time when it feels like all the pieces of my life were in the right place.