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“The night was dark and…” I took a tentative step forward, the dry summer grass crunching softly beneath my feet.
“No one makes me feel like you, Princess Jessie. No one ever will.”
One life is all we have and we live it as we believe in living it. But to sacrifice what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying. —Joan of Arc
I threw back the shot of tequila and grimaced as it burned down my throat.
All battles are first won or lost, in the mind. —Joan of Arc
That is what faith is. Knowing that though I do not have all the answers, God does, and he stands only for good.”
Is this the true definition of bravery: being afraid but acting anyway? Following the dictates of your faith and your heart straight into the battle for which you’ve been called? It seems to me to be so. For how is there bravery if there is no fear?
We had one chance, one life, and then it was gone. Live fiercely and without regret.
“Madame Leclaire said sometimes the beginning of love is just a simple matter of proximity.” Love.
“Please! Please don’t do this!” I repeated on a desperate cry, banging my hand on the door one more time. For a moment he looked startled, but then he smiled coldly. “Turning into your mother already?” I stumbled backward as if he’d hit me. It felt like he had. I shook my head, a denial, but of what? I hurt everywhere. My skin. My bones. My soul. Callen closed the door in my face and my heart shattered.
Live fiercely and without regret, I promise to remind myself when I am afraid or uncertain,
Dear Jessie, I’m sorry and I love you. Callen
My father’s words no longer had the power to wound me. They had been replaced with words of truth and courage. But I also knew now that life was more than words. It was laughter and love, faith and joy. And mostly, it was the deep peace that came from living life fiercely and without regret.
