Grace for when we fail.
Hope for when we lose our sight.
Comfort when broken.
(via pureblyss)
Whatever comes, let it come. What stays, let it stay. What goes, let it go.
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
