Once In Your Life Someone Will Hurt You

No matter what, once in your life, someone will hurt you. That someone will take all that you are, and rip it into pieces and they won't even watch where the pieces land. But through the breakdown, you'll learn something about yourself. You'll learn that you're strong. And no matter how hard they destroy you, that you can conquer anyone.

You can rebuild yourself. Broken hearts can heal. Some people are cruel. It doesn’t mean we have to let them stop us. I’ve never stopped living, I just keep on moving forward. Keep loving! ~ Daniel Rodriguez

When You Care Too Much About Everything

There is no snapping out of depression or anxiety. I have been battles this all my life and runs in my family. The best thing to do is try to understand and be patient with the person. Pray for them as well. Be supportive instead of criticizing and don’t judge. Not everyone can handle situations you can. ~ Lisanne Cruz

Anxiety is when you care too much about everything. Depression is when you don't really care about everything. Having both is just like hell.

I suffer from anxiety and depression with great days and terrible days. On the bad days all I want to do is sleep. People need to take this disorder seriously and not tell you just to snap out of it. ~ Coreen Casamassina

The Wooden Bowl

A touching story on Family, Love, Parents & Relationships

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.

The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass often milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. “We must do something about grandfather,” said the son. I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather’s direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone.

Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.