Life Is So Precious Mga Nobela at Kwento

She leaned back slightly and inhaled deeply, the air around them smelling of petrichor and ancient light. "No parent sees their children as useless," she said firmly. "Everyone is precious, regardless of how they are defined by the world. Your life is valuable. No one should treat it lightly, least of all yourself. Treat yourself with respect." Jennet could only manage a silent nod, her eyes welling up again as she leaned into the Lady's presence. Lady Reality gazed skyward, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "Just so you know, you're one of the rarest children I have. Rarest enough that I had to personally interfere with fate to keep you safe."

A MONTH LATER. Life is precious. Yeah! We all have to appreciate the life that we have right now. Well. They're always a saying that you are never going to know about what you have until you. lose it. Scarlett thought she was brave, but sometimes we all aren't called out for supernatural bullshit. There's always a time when an individual gets fucked up by life. As the saying goes no one dies a Virgin because life fuck us all. When you are at the edge of death, that's when you realize that there are a lot of precious things around you.

I go still, holding back my protests as I hear his muffled voice through the fabric. “My wife is more valuable than any object- foolish little flower. A token of love is precious, but a life is priceless. You are far more important to me.”

“Why did you step in?” Miss Sutton smiled faintly. “It’s my inn, after all. Sure, hardly anyone stays here, and even if a few people die now and then, no one would bat an eye… But maybe it’s because I’ve seen too many corpses. Too many lives lost. I still think—life is precious. If someone has a chance to live, they should.” She crossed her arms and said softly, “Being alive is the best thing.” Yes. Being alive is the best.

Rare moments are all the more rarer to happen in life, I want to memorise and engrave my heart and soul with these precious moments that have only US in them, I Love You. All Hearts!!

But it’s cool. Precious: Let me try and get some sleep before I seriously fuck up my mood too Me: You mean before I fuck up your mood… See. She didn’t get me. I was never saying that she stopped me from having an actual life. I just meant that I never really had a life. My life was being in my room all day all by myself. That was it. That was my life. I wouldn’t really call that living. Now that I had friends I was going out a lot and actually living and enjoying life. And yes, I was aware that that means me and Precious are talking less then we use to. But that’s okay because we’re still talking to each other every day. It just feels like we used to talk so little because we talked so fucki

As I stared fixedly at the screen of my phone, a scene from years ago popped into my head. I remembered the way Alicia had cried at Dad's funeral and promised him she would take care of me for the rest of my life in his place. I could still remember the light in her eyes back then, but the light now shone on someone else. It was as if my phone had turned into a pile of bricks. I could barely hold onto it. With shaky fingers, I checked the comments on the post. I wanted to write something, but all I managed to type was a string of gibberish.

The whole situation was tiresome. In my previous life, I had indeed loved collecting Violet's used belongings. I treasured the hair clip she wore when we first met, the necklace from our wedding day, and the watch she wore at the succession announcement. I had asked for them all, storing each piece in elegant boxes as treasured mementos of our relationship. She had mocked me then too, calling them worthless junk that she would throw away after only wearing them once. She said only I would treat such things like treasures.

Leon looked in my direction and gave a knowing smile. I quickly rolled up the window, not wanting to see the two of them any longer. As we neared the pack, I saw someone selling berries by the road. I told the driver to stop so I could buy some, as Sean loved these berries. Lucas appeared behind me at some point, his expression displeased as he said, "Mother, your memory is terrible. I only like meat—I don't like this kind of thing at all…" I quickly refuted, "These aren't for you."

IF Peace is the beauty of life. for me It is sunshine, where is your beautiful smile appears, my love for you, the joy you give me, the togetherness of a human being. It is human progress, the victory of justice, the victory of truth when I am with you. Sometimes people like to confuse true love with ego, lust and insecurity. but I wasn't confused at that time with you. even Everything in your body is as precious as what I have, In torment and pain, it is still precious....