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I find each one [of my photos] breathtaking because when you look at the beauty of nature you know God is real. Here is the evidence.
https://joint-purpose.com/2017/03/20/when-you-drop-by
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I want you to know about me and maybe experience my love of cooking and how I am trying to combat my pain through better eating better cooking
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I want to remember that writing — and love — come first
Keywords: recovery , writing
There will always be things to be done. There will always be the litany of chores—the hall needs a vacuum, washing to be hung, and the kitchen floor is sticky with who knows what. In half an hour I will start the endless round of dinner, feeding, dishes… but for right now, I write. This is my gift to myself, to my inner writer, to the child writer I once was, to recovery.
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In my efforts to use this time online to create a digital record for my life, I want to document where I’m at, including these recent thoughts
Keywords: Development, World, change, Depression, faith, god, Groeth, Hope, Jesus, Love, Mental Health, Religion
God made us though, and we’re definitely not ‘shells’ that are completely empty of all desire and intention. I believe that while creating us, he also wrote plans, desires, wonder, and love into our DNA. People know what they want to do, deep down, even if they are unable to admit it to themselves. For me, I want to write and create. I love making art. I love connecting with and to people and ideas. I love change and different ideas and growth.
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I wanted someone, no one wants to walk through this life alone
Keywords: blog , Life , love , relationships
I asked God that before I die can I please experience true love. Two years of birthday wishes later I met someone. That day I left my house headed to Lowes and at the last second decided to go in the opposite direction to Home Depot. You can’t tell me that God didn’t send me there. When he asked for my number I almost did not give it to him out of fear. I had not given my number out in years. I’m glad I did he’s different than any other guy I’ve ever dated. He shows up for me in ways that I dreamed of. It’s been over a year now and things are going well. I get to show up as my authentic self and don’t have to try hard to please him. I’ll admit that even though I’m happy here I’ve had times where my self destructing thoughts tried to creep in. Block, block, block, I’m staying hopeful this time around.
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I want others to have and to experience their own quiet, inner peace
Keywords: A Life Valued , American Education , Be strong , Healing , Health , Inner Peace , life , Life Lessons , love , Mental Health , Personal Strength , Resilience , writing
Yes, I can not solve a lot of things in this world. If I am honest, I am not quite so certain I can make any difference at all. But I know my mission and I know my goal.
https://hylanrm.wordpress.com/2026/05/22/quiet-inner-peaceimage source: https://www.hrmhelps.com
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I wanted to go to my 46 year old self, and just hold that confused and lonely woman with love
Keywords: Earth and Nature , God , Gratitude , Grief , Relationships , Spirituality , angels , companionship , divorce , dogs , God , ibis , John Lennon , kayak , lonely , Love , marsh , message , okay , partner , pelicans , time , water
I wonder if my future self will want to come back in time to the present me when I’m worried about my grown kids dealing with their own challenges, or my own challenges, which are relatively minor these days, so she can say to me:
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I want him in my life
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I guess for me you can’t just say I love you and it be that simple. I need snuggles in bed, snuggles on the couch, to be wrapped in his arms, for him to hold my hand when we’re walking down the street, to have our arms interlinked in the movies, our feet touching under the table, a good night kiss and goodbye kiss when he goes to work and a hug when he comes home from work. I sound needy don’t I? I told you, I’m a Koala disguised as a human. But after all that neediness I am still very much a strong independent woman who likes to branch out on her own and who can cope when he’s not here. I don’t need him to be here and to be in my life
https://heregoesnothing2020.wordpress.com/2022/10/28/all-i-want-is-to-be-loved -
I wish I had sought therapy, specifically bereavement counselling, earlier on
Keywords: Bereavement , Opinion , Death and dying , Family , Mental health , Health
It suddenly dawned on me that my family did not waste a single minute of their lives; they lived and loved fiercely every single day. I needed to do the same. I went back to my studies at university, curbed my vices and started to live rather than just exist. After all, this is what my family would have wanted for me.
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I want to put in the effort for him, if he wants me
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I will belong to him, if he’ll have me. I won’t do everything he asks, because I’m not going to be one of those mindless women who gives up her autonomy because she thinks her man’s love depends on her obedience. I’m secure enough in myself that I believe this is what I want, this is what I’m willing to do, and if not for the guy from Japan then I’ll do it for the next person who catches my interest just right.
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I hated being me and I just wanted to be someone else … someone better
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My entire identity was wrapped up in this boy. So much of my brain space was consumed with getting his attention. Does he think I’m pretty? Does he really love me? Does he want to marry me? Does he think I’m smart? I didn’t realize at the time how wildly self-conscious I was. I hated myself and I so badly needed to be shown my worth. It’s such a difficult space to be in when you’re also lacking self-awareness. Probably starting in middle school, I used to cry into my pillow at night and just beg for the pain to go away. I would get so sad and so miserable and so self-loathing.
https://prettywheelchairgirl.com/2021/09/21/my-story