The Color of a Promise (The Color of Heaven, #11)

by Julianne MacLean

you don’t get anywhere in life by waiting for stuff to happen. You have to go out there and grab what you want.”

matters of the heart usually resolve themselves when the time is right. It just requires patience and the ability to follow your gut and listen to your intuition.

There was a permanence between the two. Something unbreakable and eternal that would continue beyond this life and this world.

Love. Unconditional love. The permanent, soulful connection that could never be severed, not even under the most dire circumstances, including death.

the past did not dictate the future. Every day was a new day, a new opportunity to start fresh.

“I think things are meant to happen when they are meant to happen. I think we’re supposed to go through life one day at a time, put one foot in front of the other, make a bunch of mistakes and figure things out as we go.

everything happens in due time. We learn the lessons we are meant to learn when the moment is right.

I would have said anything in that moment to make her happy, because nothing else seemed to matter but the rapture I felt in her presence. I wanted to prolong it, hold on to it forever.

I feel unbelievably happy right now, and I don’t know why. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this happy. Not once in my life. I feel so grateful to be alive and to be here with you.”