"Maybe in another lifetime."
No. This is all you get. So please, just fight for the things that crack light into your life, fight for the things that soften you. Protect the people you love, leave them better than you found them. Defend your heart, do whatever it takes to keep it open despite what it has been through. Forgive, not just others, but yourself, as well. Slow down —taste, and touch, and feel and care. Create the things you want to see in this world, stay as curious as possible. Honour your joy, do not shy away from the good that is trying to reach you— do not convince yourself that you are unworthy of it. Be strong enough to be gentle. Be brave enough to break. Be all that you are. Be all that you are.
And when your time does come, when the stars take back what they lent to you, when the dance ends —I hope you leave this world with the heart that is worn out and tender all over, with a heart that aches from loving, and feeling, and caring in the best way possible. I hope you leave this world knowing that you poured hope into everything you did, that you crashed your soul into each day. I hope you leave this world knowing, from the deepest part os who you are, that you connected— that you tried something while you were here.
—Bianca Sparacino
In our fast-paced world, the only thing we can control is how we show up. This poem resonates a lot on how we decide to live.