Chelsea Wolfe, from Birth Of Violence; “The Mother Road,” rel. c. 2019
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Chelsea Wolfe, from Birth Of Violence; “The Mother Road,” rel. c. 2019
“Of all flowers: you”
— Kim Addonizio, from ‘You Were’, Wild Nights: New and Selected Poems
“I weep because you cannot save people. You can only love them. You can’t transform them, you can only console them.”
— Anaïs Nin, from Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939
Looking through my old posts and drafts, I was really sad for a long time.
“You must bear it. The bad days mustn’t succumb you to the pain. Endure it. Let it give your future self a reason to look back and say, “How impossible it seemed to survive such misery, and yet, I did.””
— Megan Grant, from Solitude & the Sea
“I want time, months, weeks—rainy suburbs without people. I want mornings with you, I want to begin the mornings with you,”
— Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Rainer Maria Rilke c. January 1926
It was expected, inevitable but still so bittersweet. It used to be I broke my fast with my parents and all of my siblings. I remember baba used to say there will come a time when it will be difficult to get everyone together for iftar. Still throughout the years, I'd make a strong effort to always break my fast with my family. I'd never want to go out to a restaurant with friends, never would plan an iftar party with my coworkers, I always wanted to be at home with my family. And now, I'm still here, at the same table but so much changed. Baba was right, we were all together only once this Ramadan so far, and we've welcomed my husband and now my daughter, who insists on being there in my arms at the table where her mama observed her first Ramadan and broke her first fast. Now baba's in our duas before the adhan. Now we pray we are all together once again, seated together around a table in the gardens of paradise.
nara, alt-j c. 2014
As I was trying to burp my daughter last night, she turned her head, looked at me and gave me a beautiful smile and my heart became so full. I'll fight anyone that says it was gas. 😭
What blessings. I don't deserve this.
“Occasionally weep deeply over the life you hoped would be. Grieve the losses. Then wash your face. Trust God. And embrace the life you have.”
— John Piper
Every single hardship for the past 10 months including the ones I'm still going through were all worth it for my baby girl.
Shawty still full of love but she ain't soft anymore
Unexpectedly cried tonight like I haven't cried in a while for you baba. I pray we meet at the gates of jannah, and you meet all the ones I loved after you, and I meet all the ones you loved before me.
know your worth babygirl. the planets are not in constant orbit of the sun for you to worry about the shape of your lips or the size of your nose. the deepest part of the ocean is not deep enough to fit mount everest in it and more, just for you to feel inferior due to your complexion or the texture of your hair. the stars do not shine for us from trillions of miles away for you to be stressed about your figure. there is a whole universe out there, and life is more than all this. please, know your worth