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[ā¦] we often mistake love for fireworksā for drama and dysfunction. But real love is very quiet, very still. It's boring, if seen from the perspective of high drama. Love is deep and calmā and constant.
Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient
Iāve been eyeing marimekko dresses this summer and am very tempted to finally buy myself a couple after years of staring at them. I think I am ready to have more fun with my clothes and escape a bit all the black.
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I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.
āI could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.ā
Cassandra Clare āClockwork Princeā
āEverywhere I looked, I saw how seeds were holding the world together. They planted forests, covered meadows with wildflowers, sprouted in the cracks of sidewalks, or lay dormant until the long-awaited moment came, signaled by fire or rain or warmth. They filled the produce aisle in grocery stores. Seeds breathed and spoke in a language all their own. Each one was a miniature time capsule, capturing years of stories in its tender flesh. How ignorant I felt compared to the brilliance contained in a single seed.ā
Diane Wilson āThe Seed Keeperā
10 years: a decade of love with my life partner. Ten beautiful years with so many happy days and special memories. In the past year, I got to witness my man turn into a wonderful father, always present, loving, and playful with our baby boy. I hear him say āI love youā to our son, which is so important to me, and I watch how my child is slowly looking like a little clone of his dad. I wished for a mini version of my husband for years and now I am witnessing it with so much joy in my heart. I am so deeply happy and grateful for the life I have.
Around mid May, before starting the exams, I decided to give the first five exams a try despite being sure Iād fail them, since I had gone through the material so quickly. I had very little hope to pass any exam in May and assumed Iād have to repeat them in July. My husband insisted to try anyway since I had nothing to lose. When I saw that I passed all five, I felt so relieved and hopeful to finish the last assignments and do the other five exams. I told my husband I wasnāt sure I could pull off finishing the 60 credits for uni in so little time, that I hoped to finish at least half and he looked at me and calmly said āI never had any doubt you could finish them allā. It somehow made me cry to see how much he believes in me and always supports everything I do. It makes me think of all the āhardā or āimpossibleā things Iāve done over the years and how heās never made me doubt myself. Never. It sometimes feels hard to dream bigger and I forget how important it is to have someone like him by my side. Heās my superpower.
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Elena Wuest (German b.1977), Still Water Ritual, 2026, Oil on canvas, 47 1/5 in. Ć 39 2/5 in.
