Amianne Bailey

“But grief was like a silver locket with two faces in it. I didn’t know what the faces looked like, but it was heavy around my neck, and I never took it off.”
― Catherine Newman, Sandwich

“What if Mary Oliver is right and this is our one wild and precious life? What if we really don’t get any days back, and this whole life is ours to either grind our way through or throw our arms open for delight, for wonder, for joy and beauty and connection? What if we keep putting off happiness until later and later never comes? What if we hang doggedly on to 'surely this thing will eventually get better' but it doesn’t? Are we really just helpless recipients of stalled, drained, broken things, or do we have some agency? What if a life exists so full we would barely recognize it against our hustle and exhaustion and emptiness? Have we settled when we don’t have to? What if there is a different path, a different pace, a different peace? Apparently people can choose the life they want.”
― Jen Hatmaker, Awake

“All the Women” i hope when you come home to yourself there are flowers lining the front porch that were left from all the women you were before ~MAIA, When the Waves Come”
― Jen Hatmaker, Awake: A Memoir

“Maybe it’s that you don’t feel the need to find a lesson in every slowly smoldering fire and you inherently understand that lament is enough on its own.”
― Erin Hicks Moon, I've Got Questions: The Spiritual Practice of Having It Out with God