Quotes About Time And Healing Novels & Stories

Naglakad ako sa Burnham Park pagkatapos ng klase, bitbit ‘yung notebook. Umupo ako sa bench, pinanood ‘yung mga taong naglalakad, nagbibisikleta, tumatawa. At doon ko sinimulang isulat: > This city didn’t heal me by erasing the pain. It healed me by showing that life still continues even after everything ends. Some mornings still ache, some memories still sting, but that’s how I know I’m alive. And maybe healing isn’t about forgetting someone. Maybe it’s about remembering them without breaking.

Hindi, matagal na akong nawalan ng pagmamahal sa dati kong asawa at tinuon ko ang sarili ko sa kambal kong anak at pagmamahal sa pamilya ko. Isa na rin ang trabaho sa naka tulong sa akin para maging maayos ako, kahit noon ay pakiramdam ko hindi na ako makaka ahon pa. Pero totoo ang sinabi ni Papa at Mama, time will heal everything. When that time comes, doon mo marerealize na wala na. Doon mo matutunan na mas mahalin ang sarili mo higit sa kayang ibigay sayo ng partner mo.

Ramdam niya ang pagmamahal nito sa kanya. "Ang tagal kong naghanap ng sagot,ang tagal na panahon akong nagtatanong kung paano mawawala ang sakit. Kung paano maghihilom ang sugat ng nakaraan. Ngayon ko lang naisip at ngayon ko lang napatunayan, na kailangan lang tanggapin kung ano ang tapos na, at tanggapin kung ano ang nakalaan pa. Matutong magpatawad at humingi ng tawad. Sumubok muli at bumangon kung sakali mang maramdaman ulit ang sakit. At higit sa lahat, mahibg tapat sa sariling nararamdaman. Maging matapang na mahakin ang taong tinitibok ng puso." Mahabang sagot nito.

Everything boils down to time. Good and bad. Time is a gift. It has the power to heal wounds and restore the missing pieces. Time is a choice. When everything fell apart, one can choose to remain broken or get back and become whole again. Time is luck. When choices are right. Her time staying at the correctional taught her to deal with the changes adeptly and those tough trials which come and go.

Natawa ako sa sinabi niya at inalis ang aking daliri roon. "Naiintindihan ko ang pinagdadaanan mo, baby. Kung hindi mo kaya, huwag mong pilitin mahirap iyon. Time heals all wounds nga diba?" nang bigla akong may naalala. "Pero hindi ka galit kay Tita Olivia?" tanong ko. Umiling siya.

Walang halong bitterness sa boses nito na kahit magkabalikan sila ni Manson ay ayos lang dito. Umiling si Claire at ibinalik dito ang cellphone. “No. Hindi na kailangan. Lilipas din ito. Ang sabi nga sa kasabihan, ‘time will heal’. Tatlong taon daw siyang nagtiis sa akin, eh. Ayaw ko na siyang makitang nasasaktan dahil hindi ko pa rin sinusunod ang nais niya.”

Maybe it's already happening, we're not just aware of it. So we must prepare. ******************* Jeselle's POV Oh kay bilis lumipas ng mga araw. Para itong buhangin sa loob ng hourglass na unti-unting bumabagsak, at hindi na lang natin namamalayan na naubos na pala ito. Time. Time is very mysterious and unpredictable. It heals anything. It breaks anything. It fixes anything. It improves anything. We can't see it, but we can tell what it is.

Dalawang linggo na ang lumipas mula nang malaman ko ang lahat ng nangyari nang gabing iyon ngunit hanggang ngayon ay wala pa rin akong maalala. Ang sabi ni Zi, my therapist and also Lucien's, my mind needs more time to heal itself. Isang araw ay magigising na lang ako na naaalala ko na ang lahat ng nakalimutan ko. Alam kong hindi naman gano'n kadali ang lahat pero umaaasa ako na sana ay maging maayos na ang lahat. Lalo na ang problemang ito ni Lucien.

mahina kong sambit pero sapat para marinig niya. "Baka its okay if it takes time...to be okay?" mahina niyang wika. "Yeah, healing is a road that is lined with endless grace...ika nga nila." Sinipa ko siya ng mahina at tumingin siya sa akin. "A few days, weeks, or months or year ago, you did not know today. You did not know how you'd make it here, but you made it here, by grace. You are blessed, Jaq. Continue healing, not for us but for your self."

“Ethan… people make mistakes. Painful ones. But just because you didn’t realize it then… doesn’t mean you can’t understand it now.” “Pero late na,” he whispered. “Late na ang growth ko.” “Growth is never late,” she responded gently. “Healing is never on schedule. What matters is that you’re finally doing the work.” Ethan clenched his fists. “Pero Doc… what if all this growth everything I’m doing now doesn’t bring her back? What if it’s pointless?” She sighed softly. “Ethan… healing isn’t a strategy for winning someone back. Healing is for you.”