Quotes About Healing

but I don't know if peace is ever possible when you've lost a child." His words caused a swell of sadness in me because I knew he was right. I'd never stop missing my beautiful son. Not in this lifetime.

How do you recover from something like that? How do you walk into your daughter's life for the first time and make her love you? Was that even possible?

It's okay to be sad. Just know that…

Not completely, because sometimes I still feel angry, but then I remember that he gave me you, and I'm glad I married him. I have no regrets about that." It's a monstrous statement, and it feels good to say it. To truly believe it. Zack

I'm just in therapy to help me figure out how to cope with you!

All this, Gillian, has made me realize that life is full of heartbreaks and hardships, and some of them are tragic beyond words. But we all have to find a way to keep going. We need to know that it'll get easier, and life will be good again.

How long, I wondered, did we need to cling to the things that belonged to our lost loved ones? Were "things" what really mattered? It was just stuff. The value, I supposed, was that it helped me to remember details. But there was nothing concrete about a memory. Memories—and love—exist in our hearts and minds and souls. That love travels with us wherever we go.

Well it's all right to cry. It helps a great deal sometimes...

That night she dreamed of the deer. Strangely, the animal was holding her. She cuddled close into the soft fur and touched and kissed it gently. In the morning her pillow was wet with tears.

My parents will be sad for a while, and they may even blame themselves, the way they do now. Eventually they'll come to peace with my decision. I hope they'll realize I'm finally at peace.

They didn't guarantee you'd come out a whole person.

You know what I do to forget the past? I drink my own special concoction. I call it Milk of Amnesia.

Tus fracasos y tus culpas. Se quedan contigo. Se aglomeran y afean, crecen cancerosos dentro de ti y te dan ganas de morir.

Yang terburuk adalah bangun di rumah sakit. Orangtuamu di sana menangis. Atau ibumu meneriaki para dokter dan perawat. Kau kembali dengan hancur. Kau merusak hari setiap orang.

Kita semua juga menjadi lebih baik, kau tahu. Aku menyembuhkanmu. Kau menyembuhkanku.

I don't know why I can't let the insults go, but I can't. I'm the product of every hurt that's ever been laid on me.

Courage consists of the power of self-recovery.

He carried more grief than she could imagine, yet lived life with such joy it spread to everyone around him. Despite that grief. Despite the scars he bore. Or ... could it be because of them?

I start to see that I surround myself with broken people; more broken than me. Ah, yes, let me count your cracks. Let's see, one hundred, two... yes, you'll do nicely. A cracked companion makes me look more whole, gives me something outside myself to care for. When I'm with whole, healed people I feel my own cracks, the shatters, the insanities of dislocation in myself.

But Dad, you were a grown man, you have got to take responsibility for what you did, too! I mean, you made me eat [snotty] Kleenex, Dad! For Christ's sake, you can't do that to a little girl! You have got to say you're sorry for the stuff you did as a grown man!' 'Well,' Dad snorts, 'I musta done something right! 'Cause you never left any snot rags lying around the house again, now, did you?

Only three weeks. Is that enough time to fix a person?

He buried his face against her neck and held on to her healing compassion for just as long as she'd let him.

People say time heals wounds, but they are wrong. It doesn't heal at all. You just learn to live with it. When she died, we lost a part of our hearts.

He allowed himself to imagine for the first time that the rest of his life might not be shaped by the misery of his past.