Hope Helpers

Oftentimes I turn to quotes, scripture, bits of inspiration when life gets a little (lot) tough. Okay, some wine helps too; can’t forget the vino and essential oils and extra baths and so many other surface pleasing-things to help me remember the big picture: we were made for more, and life will always go on.

I digress. It’s Friday, and after working in the bookstore earlier I’m solo parenting while hubby works this evening. Speaking of the little tot she’s currently kicking my stomach while giggling because our dog Bella missed us all day and is showing just how much by making out with Elisabeth’s toddler toes (for realz–checkout my Instagram stories if you want a jolt of joy). I used to have dream of a quiet, secluded writing space where I could hide from the world and focus solely on creating literature. I mean it’s still a dream, but reality is much different right now, and I’m oddly okay with that at the moment.

So why do I cherish quotes/written word so much? Well, there has always been a certain magic about reading my thoughts expressed in another’s words–a lightning in my heart of “yes! I have fellowship in this! someone gets it!” That feeling of acceptance and just being understood (even if by a stranger I may never meet) is the very reason I continue to surround myself by literature no matter the career path.

It’s like I’m on a mission to help others find their own peace in quieting the mind enough to soak in the thoughts of another who took the effort to write them for you to take the time to read them; to gain entertainment/inspiration organically instead of via bright lights and electronic boxes (except podcasts are my new favorite thing so no shame there).

Sharing quotes or phrases or any form of literature is just a huge sign of respect in my book, so here are a few quotes that ring true to my feelings at the moment upon hearing news that one of my mother’s best friends passed yesterday after experiencing cancer for many years, many treatments, many prayers and praises along the way (for some reason they start on the pessimistic end of the spectrum then progressively get more positive hah interesting how that format laid out):


People say it gets better, but it doesn’t. It just gets different, that’s all.

-Maggie Smith


The saddest moment is when the person who gave you some of the best memories becomes a memory.



You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy.



‘Why do all the best people die?’

“Because when you are in a garden, which flowers do you pick?”

‘The beautiful ones.’




Despite knowing they won’t be here for long, they still choose to live their brightest lives. 

-on sunflowers


All death can do to the believer is deliver him to Jesus.

-John MacArthur


You are loved more than you will ever know by someone who died to know you.

-Romans 5:8


God did not promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, nor sun without rain. But He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears and light for the way.



Pain is the invitation for God to move in and replace our faltering strength with his.


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