Life is a story.
So many chapters we encounter.
The chapters we want to reread over and over again because we never want to forget that feeling.
The ones that feel like fifty pages when there’s only five.
The ones that make you want to hurl your book across the room because it hurts too much to read.
You use all you have to pick it back up even though you know your heart will break.
That’s true strength.
The story must go on.
We may not get to choose how long a chapter will be.
But we do get to write our own story.