Rebuilding Life Quotes
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“The beautiful stranger cuddled Cindy, and she rocked the chair slightly as she spoke softly to her. “Suicide is a problem, not a solution. Humans you love would be hurt deeply if you left them. Becky Johnson and her parents would be crushed. Your grandparents in Florida never”
― Cindy Divine: The Little Girl Who Frightened Kings
― Cindy Divine: The Little Girl Who Frightened Kings
“The beautiful stranger cuddled Cindy, and she rocked the chair slightly as she spoke softly to her. “Suicide is a problem, not a solution. Humans you love would be hurt deeply if you left them. Becky Johnson and her parents would be crushed. Your grandparents in Florida never forget to mention your name in their evening prayers. I have loved you before and since your first heartbeat. Your father loves you. He will be rightfully proud when I tell him about your brave attempt to protect Pretty Boy.”
“You will speak to Daddy?”
“I will.”
“Please, may I know? Who are you?”
“I am your guardian angel, Cindy.”
― Cindy Divine: The Little Girl Who Frightened Kings
“You will speak to Daddy?”
“I will.”
“Please, may I know? Who are you?”
“I am your guardian angel, Cindy.”
― Cindy Divine: The Little Girl Who Frightened Kings

“Destruction is essential to construction. If we want to build the new, we must be willing to let the old burn. [...]
The building of the true and beautiful means the destruction of the good enough.”
― Untamed: Stop Pleasing, Start Living / A Toolkit for Modern Life
The building of the true and beautiful means the destruction of the good enough.”
― Untamed: Stop Pleasing, Start Living / A Toolkit for Modern Life
“Rebuilding a worldview and identity likely needs to include space for uncertainty.”
― When Religion Hurts You: Healing from Religious Trauma and the Impact of High-Control Religion
― When Religion Hurts You: Healing from Religious Trauma and the Impact of High-Control Religion

“She was not able to return to the beginning, of course, and remake her life more to her liking, but now she was free to go on with the life she did have.”
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“Everything seemed possible but nothing seemed practical.”
― Rewriting My Happily Ever After - A Memoir of Divorce and Discovery
― Rewriting My Happily Ever After - A Memoir of Divorce and Discovery

“With no step-by-step guidance or role models, I had stumbled and fallen and picked myself up. I had survived. I had thrived. All along, I had moved one day at a time, one considered step followed by another, one morning followed by another night. Each day had been an improvement from the day before.”
― Rewriting My Happily Ever After - A Memoir of Divorce and Discovery
― Rewriting My Happily Ever After - A Memoir of Divorce and Discovery

“Like a child building a new toy with a heap of Lego blocks, I reassembled the useful pieces from the debris of my old life with patience, persistence and a strong belief that a better life was possible.”
― Rewriting My Happily Ever After - A Memoir of Divorce and Discovery
― Rewriting My Happily Ever After - A Memoir of Divorce and Discovery

“When you hit rock bottom, you feel it.
You break down, walls crumbling until you’re free-falling. The feelings that you tried to run from suddenly rush up around you in an unstoppable force, the gravity of your thoughts now nothing but a punishing plunge.
When you slam into the bottom, that landing jolts you all the way to your very soul. You hit hard, and it cracks the very foundation of the world. The ground fragments beneath you, lines stretching far and wide.
And then you’re left, a pile of rubble.
But I realize something as I lie here, surrounded by the destruction of my plummet. These cracks that have spread out from my caustic landing, they’re not evidence of my ruination.
They’re paths.
Each jagged line leads from me and then diverts away, showing me all the different ways I could go from here. But I’m also in my mind, staring at the fissures around me, seeing where each one leads. Because now that I’m forced to feel what I didn’t want to, I have a decision to make.
I can choose to stay stagnant here, at the bottom of the cliff, broken and unmoving. I can rage, I can wallow, I can blame, I can hide. I can let the severed parts of me sever all the rest.
Or I can get up, dust myself off, and look back up. I can find a path that ensures I’ll never fall again, ensures that I don’t lose any more parts of myself. All I have to do is turn and follow my feet, one step at a time.
So that’s what I’ll do.
I let myself cry until all my tears dry up. There is no choked breathing or scrunched up nose. No pulled lips or furrowed brow. This is the suffering of the silent. A hurt so deep it doesn’t show itself on a face.”
― Glint
You break down, walls crumbling until you’re free-falling. The feelings that you tried to run from suddenly rush up around you in an unstoppable force, the gravity of your thoughts now nothing but a punishing plunge.
When you slam into the bottom, that landing jolts you all the way to your very soul. You hit hard, and it cracks the very foundation of the world. The ground fragments beneath you, lines stretching far and wide.
And then you’re left, a pile of rubble.
But I realize something as I lie here, surrounded by the destruction of my plummet. These cracks that have spread out from my caustic landing, they’re not evidence of my ruination.
They’re paths.
Each jagged line leads from me and then diverts away, showing me all the different ways I could go from here. But I’m also in my mind, staring at the fissures around me, seeing where each one leads. Because now that I’m forced to feel what I didn’t want to, I have a decision to make.
I can choose to stay stagnant here, at the bottom of the cliff, broken and unmoving. I can rage, I can wallow, I can blame, I can hide. I can let the severed parts of me sever all the rest.
Or I can get up, dust myself off, and look back up. I can find a path that ensures I’ll never fall again, ensures that I don’t lose any more parts of myself. All I have to do is turn and follow my feet, one step at a time.
So that’s what I’ll do.
I let myself cry until all my tears dry up. There is no choked breathing or scrunched up nose. No pulled lips or furrowed brow. This is the suffering of the silent. A hurt so deep it doesn’t show itself on a face.”
― Glint

“It never matters how we begin. Only that we do. The only thing that matters is that we have the courage to embark on the journey ahead, to the places our hearts call us to go. Even if it means wounding another to be true to ourselves. The most painful of endings can be the most beautiful of beginnings. Sometimes heartbreak is actually a homecoming. Sometimes we have to ask what we would want for the people we love to discover what we also deserve. Sometimes we have to follow our hearts, wherever they lead, regardless of the cost.”
― She Journeys: A Memoir of Heartbreak and Homecoming
― She Journeys: A Memoir of Heartbreak and Homecoming
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