How to live with a broken heart

ran my mouth so much today. ..had to put my own self in time out.

4 ft nothing, 80 lbs wet

• Me: Nana, are you shrinking? I don't remember you being this short.
• Nana: No. You're getting taller.
• Me: Huh?
• Nana: Yeah. You gained so much weight that the fat is accumulating on the bottom of your feet, pushing you up and making you taller.
• Me: :(

Last night, he was in my dream. We kissed and held each other while my 81 year old grandmother recited a verse from Common’s “The Light.” It was beautiful and real. Selah.

Don’t try to bury love, do not lock it away. It cannot die with a person or a relationship. It has no grave. It is eternal. It wants to live and give you life. Hold on to it, celebrate it. Give it permission to transform you. -Tara Harris Mixon

…though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.

See I don’t need no alcohol. Your love makes me feel ten feet tall. Without it I’d go through withdrawal. ‘Cause nothing even matters at all. -L. Boogie