Quotes About Healing

So you can't marry Harry, Mom! Not if you still love Daddy!" I sound like a ten-year-old, but I can't help it. Buttercup comes over to me and puts her head on my lap. "Love gets used up, Chastity," Mom says gently, reaching up to smooth my hair. "If it's not returned, it gets used up.

My blood pressure surges. Folks, unless you've walked the walk, never tell a widow it's time she moved on.

Well, you always remember people who hurt your feelings.

I needed to mourn my father, that wonderful, sweet, gentle man.

New York City is a good place to come to forget your misery. So many people, so many ages and races and stories. Virtually everyone had had, was currently nursing or would have a broken heart. There were a thousand stories worse than mine.

I was hit by a car, and according to the Hallmark Channel, I'm supposed to come home.

Maybe we never get over what happened when we were little.

The thing is, when you lose someone like we have...it's like part of your heart is cut out. And you always worry about how much more you can afford to lose.

every day takes you further from the time he was alive, slicing you with the razor-sharp realization that those days would never be celebrated again.

I was a person who had suffered a trauma by giving up my baby, and this recovery process was necessary.

The therapy let me grieve and find ways to cope.

Child, the healing of wounds takes time, and there is no better salve than gardening

You saved me a long time ago

Every day I wake up is a day I've fought for. Every mistake, every laugh, every tear, and every sunrise; I've earned through the years of abuse and pain. I carry those memories with me as a reminder of who I am and what's truly worth fighting for. And if you aren't able to see that, I'm afraid your soul searching talents are highly suspect.

After he left the house, she dried her hair and dressed in a pair of old, comfortable jeans and a white hoodie. Ordinarily, she'd take the time to put on makeup, but today she didn't feel the need to hide anything. She was who she was: a woman who'd survived a war of the heart and had the wrinkles to prove it.

After he left the house, she dried her hair and dressed in a pair of old, comfortable jeans and a white hoodie. Ordinarily, she'd take the time to put on makeup, but today she didn't feel the need to hide anything. She was who she was: a woman who'd survived a war of the heart and had the wrinkles to prove it. (Night Road, page 382)

It takes me longer than an instant to get over somebody.

Running has taken me in and continues to comfort, heal, and challenge me in all kinds of magical ways. I am not a good runner because I am me; I am a good me because I am a runner.

You will always miss her. There will be days - even years from now - when the missing will be so sharp it will take your breath away. But there will be good days, too, months and years of them. In one way or another you'll be searching for her all your life.

know now what matters, and it is not what I have lost. It is my memories. Wounds heal. Love lasts.

I know about forgiving people and loving them anyway, even after they hurt you.

Before this trip and all that she'd learned about the three of them, she would have gotten angry or changed the subject. Anything to obscure the pain she felt. Now she knew better. You carried your pain with you in life. There was no outrunning it.

Girls like you can't understand," Julia said, and it was true. Ellie had been popular. She didn't know that some hurts were like a once-broken bone. In the right weather, they could ache for a lifetime.

She didn't know that some hurts were like a once-broken bone. In the right weather, they could ache for a lifetime.