"A competitive and insecure woman will tell you that “true love” is never giving up on someone you're in love with. A confident and spiritual woman knows that “moving on” doesn't mean you never loved someone. She realizes that letting go is what God needs her to do because both your happiness and hers requires taking different journeys for spiritual growth. Letting go is sometimes the hardest thing, but it is the most “real love” you will ever experience."
Shannon L. AlderKeenan's POV
I bring Taylor into my car and lay her on the seats even as she had fallen asleep and her eyes remain close, I can't help admiring her for the little moment that I adjust her sleeping position. Her make up is
"To be deeply loved, means a willingness to cut yourself wide open, exposing your vulnerabilities... hopes, hurts, fears and flaws. Hiding behind the highlight reel of who you are, is the real you and that person is just as worthy of love. There is nothing more terrifying or fulfilling, than complete love, it's worth the risk... reach for it." Jaeda DeWalt~ Slowly I open my eyes and I see that I'm in an unfamiliar room, painted white and green curtain covering its sides and panic strikes my heart and I seat up quickly, about to bolt the next moment when I feel a hand holds onto mine in a tender caress and I look to see mom eyes, carefully looking at me. "Where am I, mom?" I demand
"I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was. Likewise, I never imagined that home might be something I would miss." Ransom Riggs~ I take a taxi back home and I begin to think about my life of being a single mother since that's the only option I have before me now. I will say that having a baby was not on my to-do list, at least not in a few more years but I do not want to for any reason thinks about Doctor Theresa other option which involves terminating the life of the little angel in me. I securely wrap my arms around my tummy as I stare at it. A baby is always going to be a blessing to me no matter the circumstanc
Taylor tucks the little girl into the bed and covers her up, only stopping when she gets to her chest and slowly stroke her head and suddenly she looks up at her mom with those cute adorable eyes that always casts a spell on the beholder. "Mommy, please tell me a bedtime story." the little girl purr in a sleepy voice. They have always been a compelling tone in her voice that would make anyone do whatever she asks them to and Taylor is no exception to that. Taylor gets up and goes over to the shelf looking at the varieties of books on the shelf which she's read to her daughter a few times already. "Cinderella?" She asks, reaching in and taking out the little girl's favourite bedtime storybooks.
"Love is good, but don't love anybody deeply...it really hurts when you don't know whether to wait or to forget that person....you will be in such a confusing situation where you can not decide what to do and what not to do... whether to give up or should try some more time..but always listen to your mind guys, not to your heart..."Anonymous~Keenan's POV"Have you packed your bags baby?" I hear Taylor ask, bending down to cup the cheeks of the adorable baby girl.She nod and although her green eyes sparkle in scepticism, she asks, "Where are we going mommy?" her voice comes out angelic to my ears as she asks her question."Home." She smiles happily at the little girl.The three years old frowns, looking up at her mother with a puzzled expression. "But mommy, we are in Italy, this is home," she states her argument reasonable.
"I know from personal experience how damaging it can be to live with bitterness and unforgiveness. I like to say it's like taking poison and hoping your enemy will die. And it really is that harmful to us to live this way."Joyce Meyer~ . Reign had fallen asleep after a few hours of being on the air and Taylor tucked her in her seat comfortably so she could properly sleep and for once I thanked God we decided to go with the private jet. Taylor returns to her seat which is just beside me and continues with the newspaper she was reading before having to go put Reign down properly. I stare at her in silence trying to figure out the reason for her becoming the woman she now is, cold, mean, heartle
"You say that love is nonsense. I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength."Henry Brooks Adams.~ Rory POV. A cold breeze blew over my face and I shivered and glanced up wondering if this was a sign from God that I was slowly wandering into a cold path that I wasn't going to escape. At this point, I didn't think God was even interested in anything that had to do with me anymore. The church was awfully quiet and everyone was attentive and foc
"Something you need most might be something you turn away from, something you turn away from might be something you regret, and something you regret, in the end, might cost you the one chance you ever had." ~Brian Judge You owe me big time, Rory." She playfully hisses, blowing her hair and she walked towards me. "I still smell of puke." "I'm sorry." I apologized again since I now realized how terrible what I did was. I took a sip of the glass of water and dropped it on the desk close to where we were. She took a lazy stare at me. "You showered, you smell better." She smirks and stepped towards me. "Roleplay with me and I won't take my revenge." My
"Some of the biggest challenges in relationships come from the fact that most people enter a relationship in order to get something: they're trying to find someone who's going to make them feel good. In reality, the only way a relationship will last is if you see your relationship as a place that you go to give, and not a place that you go to take."Anthony Robbins~We arrived at The Hilton private airport and while I went for Reign who looked so exhausted from the long trip, Taylor made her way out of the plane. The attendants help us with our bags and we walk out of the airport and to our waiting black limo. The driver gets down and opens the door for Taylor and she enters and I enter, helping Reign take her seat comfortably before closing the door. With the help of the driver, the attendants set our bags into the boot of the car and we stayed quiet.I feel Reign's soft and small hand on mine and I glance at her. Her green eyes are worn and weary and my heart goes out to her.It is o