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She told me flowers reminded her of life—beautiful, delicate, and short-lived.
“I love you, Mom. Thank you for having me, for raising me, for loving me, for being like the sun . . . the one thing I could always count on.”
But sometimes it’s the bad things in life that make us feel the most alive.
How do the living just keep living?
“If you’re afraid of falling, you’ll never fly. If you’re afraid of failing, you’ll never try. If you’re afraid of dying, you’ll never truly be alive.”
life happens in between the beats of our own heart, and if it thumps too fast, there’s no space for us to live.
