finding a sparkle in the black night sky

maybe there is something beautiful in being broken.
I’m not talking about pity parties. It’s about knowing that what’s happened has happened, and about learning to look at things in a different way. Sure, living with this hurts for such a long time, you get ‘attached’ to them.

Life isn’t all about yourself.

Life is about learning to love, let go, and live, knowing that living life in itself already is a blessing and because you are blessed, to go out and bless someone else.

It’s about finding the beauty in a storm, rainbow in the rain, a spark in the dark.

And after all, I believe there is beauty in the ashes.


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