Life is hard and let’s face it, none of us walk into a relationship without issues and life throws curve balls all the time, which expose your flaws and weaknesses. So marriage is hard work, because it’s incredibly easy to become complacent in your relationship, because it’s so familiar and in the process forgetting that as life is changing you, it’s also changing the other person and to keep up with that progress. To remain in touch with your spouse’s needs and at the same time being honest about your own growth and needs… It’s the constant stopping and checking up on your relationship, nurturing it, but allowing yourself to grow is hard. It’s hard because life isn’t romantic sunset walks on the beach, it’s international deployments, infertility, relocations, financial strain, illness, occupational stress, dysfunctional families and nowhere to be seen friends. Marriage is hard because you promised that you will never give up and sometimes giving up feels like it would be the easiest thing to do.
Chest deep, I risked my phone’s life to take this.
EVERY FCUKING TIEM I CAN’T HANDLE THIS JOKE
ive stolen this line and used it so many times
Do you envision children within the next five years
There’s a Chimamanda Adichie quote that goes
“You can’t write a script in your mind and then force yourself to follow it. You have to let yourself be.”
I prefer to just let myself be. Kids (or planning kids) will happen when it happens. Until I get to that point I’m not thinking about it too much.
Chinese doctors bowing down to an 11 year old boy diagnosed with brain cancer who managed to save several lives by donating his organs to the hospital he was being treated shortly before his death.
— My mother (via she-does-it-well)
me when I got money: ha! broke ass bitch how the dollar menu taste? I wouldn’t know because it’s Big Macs only around here hoe!!!!
me when I’m broke: capitalism is inhumane and must be put to an end.
Qian Hongyan was just four when she lost both her legs. A speeding trucker left her for dead as she crossed the main road in her village of Zhuangshang in southern China.
For nearly two years Qian was immobile as she didn’t even have enough of her body left to sit up in a wheelchair. Doctors said her only hope of being able to move by herself again would be extensive surgery to allow her to be fitted with prosthetic limbs.Her parents couldn’t afford this treatment.
Qian’s granddad Yuan came up with a simple but effective treatment to get her moving again. He took a basketball the village boys had discarded and cut a hole just big enough for tiny Qian to fit into, padded the inside with stiff floor mats from his car, then propped her up inside. All of a sudden Qian was able to stabilize herself and was able to by move herself by rolling the ball in any direction she wanted. She supported herself using wooden handles.
From that day on Qian would not be stopped by any obstacle. She went back to school, started to play with her friends again, and started to get back the life of any girl her age. She began professional swimming training in 2007 and defied the odds of her double amputation to become one of the first members of the Yunnan Youth Swimming Club.
She won three gold medals in last year’s Yunnan Para Games and took a gold and two silver medals at the National Swimming Championship for the Disabled (Under 18) in 2009 before continuing impressively at this year’s Para Games.
I should have added this in the original post but after attention in the Chinese press, Qian traveled to Beijing to receive free artificial limbs at the China Rehabilitation Research Center, a center that has been providing help to the disabled in China for over 20 years. At 18 years old she is ready for her full adult prosthetics.
"Indeed, with hardship [will be] ease." (Qu’ran 94:6)
This makes my heart smile. :’) subhanallah !!
Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me
You are a woman.
That alone is everything.
You were already a completed poem the moment you left your mother’s womb.