I also believe that when people are going through difficult situations in life... it causes them to search a lot more. They search life and search their soul. When youโre searching, youโre suddenly a lot more open to the world around you, to the possibilities, to things you never thought about before. โ When youโre happy, you donโt question the world so much. When youโre lost, you question everything. The very reason why it is so essential to human self-discovery
Cecelia AhernYou all looked so happy together in the photograph. You looked like the perfect family. Is there such a thing anymore because if there is, my happy little unit was definitely not in the queue when they were handing out the titles.
Cecelia Ahernlife's kind of like a painting. A really bizarre, abstract painting. You could look at it and think that all it is, is a blur. And you could continue living your life thinking that all it is, is just a blur. But if you really look at it, really see it, focus on it, and use your imagination, life can become so much more. The painting could be of the sea, the sky, people,buildings, a butterfly on a flower, or anything except the blur you were once convinced it was.
Cecelia AhernOnce again, I donโt quite know where Iโm headed Steph. It seems that every few years Iโm shoveling up the pieces of my life and starting from scratch all over. No matter what I do or how hard I try I canโt seem to reach the dizzy heights of happiness, success, and security, like so many people do. And Iโm not talking about becoming a millionaire and living happily ever after. I just mean reaching a point in my life that I can stop what Iโm doing, take a look around me, breathe a sigh of relief, and think โIโm where I want to be now.
Cecelia AhernShe was tired of hugging pillows, counting on blankets for warmth, and reliving romantic moments only in her dreams. She was tired of hoping that every day would hurry so she could get on to the next. Hoping that it would be a better day, an easier day. But it never was. Worked, paid the bills, and went to bed but never slept. Each morning the weight on her shoulders got heavier and heavier and each morning she wished for night to fall quickly so she could return to her bed to hug her pillows and wrap herself in the warmth of her blankets.
Cecelia Ahern