Every Day Every Moment Novels & Stories

시간아 조금만 빨리 달려줘 너를 만나는 Sunday 상상만 했던 someday 오늘은 한숨도 못 잘 것 같아 자꾸 거울을 보고 괜히 심장이 뛰어 I don't wanna say no more Feel like I don't wanna say no more (I know) oh 넌 (I know) 만들어 내 매일을 영화처럼 요즘엔 난 늘 Sunday 하루하루 또 Sunday (How we do how we do How we do uh yeah) 하루에 몇 번씩 절로 미소가 상상만 했던 someday 이제는 아냐 someday 괜히 난 웃고 있을 것만 같아 너와의 첫 데이트

"A penny for your thoughts." "You once said that I didn't belong here." "Yes, I said that. But that doesn't mean I want you to go. I want you here with me every moment of every day. " I inhale, my heartbeat accelerating. I want you here with me every moment. Those are the words people cherish. They hold more importance than I love you. Every moment is forever. Every moment is eternal. Every moment is infinite. "I know you've constantly told me to find someone else to replace you in my heart, but there isn't anywhere. I tried and failed. " His hands slid down to my neck, bringing warmth to it.

It is about seeing the beauty in every moment, even the ones that seem dark. The days that followed were filled with a quiet practice of gratitude. Kael began each morning by offering thanks, his words simple but heartfelt. He would stand at the window of his chambers, watching the sun rise, and whisper his gratitude to the world. He thanked the ancestors for their guidance, his family for their love, the healers for their dedication. He thanked the students for their curiosity, the land for its beauty, the light for its warmth. He thanked the challenges that had made him stronger, the losses that had taught him to cherish, the moments of grace that had carried him through.

He thinks: this is the always. He thinks: this is everything. The day begins. The coffee is made. The FT is open. The space between them is known and occupied and entirely, irrevocably, theirs. This is Tuesday. This is always. This is the last chapter, which is also the first day, which is also every day, which is also the only day that has ever mattered. The day begins.

Just holding on. Just thankful for every kick, every heartbeat, every second we get. Because last night we almost lost the most important thing. And today we get to keep it. All of it. Forever.

Alexis There is a moment between sleeping and waking up ... the moment you take a deep breath ;come out of your REM state of mind , and open your eyes . I call that moment ; the breath of life. It is a pivotal moment when you realize that, you've made it through the night and you have lived to see another day... And then you breathe out. I call that a moment of thankfulness. Then there is a moment when all your switches jack up , and after being out of it for a while even if it was a couple of hours you consider yourself lucky .

Tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow is the day where two clans will fight life and death, defending the honor of their group even if it costs them life and blood. And this morning, Angel chose to be a normal human being, at least he wanted to spend time happily with his mother. Because no one knows what will happen tomorrow, whether he will live or die. "Mom, let's go!" Mrs. Matthew frowned. "Mommy is off today." "Therefore, I want to take mommy for a walk today."

Darius knew he was nothing but a burden to her, which was why he had to fulfill his promise. “I’m tired… I’m going to sleep now, Darius. If I don’t wake up this time, you must never forget why I’m dying like this. You never forget it’s those people, those sons of bitches, who left us like this. If they wouldn’t have taken everything, I’d be all better. I would’ve been able to afford the medicine I needed to stay alive. You would’ve gone to a better school. You get them, Darius. You get them real good. This must become your mantra… this must become your only goal in life. Get… those… bastards!”

Anywhere! I am blissfully surrounded by people who love me. And I love them back with all my heart and soul. Life is not all joy, but I think it is those dark days that make us appreciate and realize that every day and every moment is precious. Just as a famous book says, the one who made the day also made the night. The one who made the sun and rain also makes them shine and fall to the good and the bad, according to how they need them. Meaning everyone has their purpose of creation.

Loving each other. One day at a time. One moment at a time. Building a life that mattered. Not because it was perfect. But because it was theirs. Completely, utterly, beautifully theirs. And that was enough. More than enough. That was everything. Everything they'd ever needed. Everything they'd ever wanted. Everything they'd ever fought for. Right here. Right now. This life. This love. This family. Perfect in all its imperfect glory. Theirs. Forever theirs. Just as it was always meant to be.