“My life has become a dismal sigh fettered by pangs of grief and anguished weeping.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“The effects of loss are acute, and unique to each individual. Not everyone mourns in the same way, but everyone mourns.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Children harbor a great many doubts and sorrows that could be eased by a loving hug from a parent.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Don't lick your wounds unless you care to taste the sting a second time.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“When words can't make it better, hold my hand and don't let go.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Death. What a brief word for the extinguishing of life. To be no more. To have days cut off and at their… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Death was a quiet evil, unavoidable like the dark night and defenseless sleep and tearful sorrows. It had hunted her down and… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Raindrops fall from clouds of gray. The fragile flowers grow. Teardrops seem all I can say. They speak of endless woe. Your… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Sorrow on another's face often looks like coldness, bitterness, resentment, unfriendliness, apathy, disdain, or disinterest when it is in truth purely sadness.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“There is a point when the anguished soul finally despairs. A moment in life when the heart, the will, even the spirit… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“The world seems to want us to be sad and angry because bad things frequently happen. But I say we should feel… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Poetry is the wailing of a broken heart―the etched sorrows of despairing souls. These artful words are an exclamation in rare colors… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Shhh, Eena, it’s going to be okay. I promise, you’ll get through this.” She didn’t fight him, but grabbed onto his shirt,… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“My pain builds like storm clouds―massive, dark, and heavy with teardrops. Moisture falls torrential as if my world is a violent, eternal… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“ This is life. Learning to love through loss. Seeking warm pockets in the bitter cold. Finding the worth of a smile… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Me" ( Notice Me) I was sent here on a journey that has no end. I hear you joke of going nowhere… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Truth is, I’m generally happiest when it’s just me. It’s okay to be madly in love with yourself.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“As ofttimes as it rains on my little spot of earth, you'd think I'd grow accustomed to the gloom.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“Two powerful, little words I've learned to use when facing challenges, fears, and doubts— so what? ” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“ Happily-ever-afters don't come in happily-every-days . They are found at the end of challenges-ever-met, promises-ever-kept, and tears-ever-wept.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“Curiosity killed the cat, but not before teaching her that honey bees are not sweet, tweeting birds are slow to react, mice can serve… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“A session of boasting won't attract any real friends. It will set you up on a pedestal, however, making you a clearer target.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“Memories of past. Heartaches of old. Courage of brass. Lessons of gold.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“Mystery, why so attractive to me? You blind me with fear, place hope on my tongue, and with a cold kiss draw me forward.… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“It's amusing to me that we refer to people who live in their heads as detached, disturbed, or mad, when reality for anyone is… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“Such a nasty bruise,” he says, staring straight into my eyes. I am stunned he can see it. Delicate to the touch and tender… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“You would think those who have endured unkindness would be kinder as a result, intent on sparing others the awful suffering they abhorred firsthand.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“While you judge me by my outward appearance I am silently doing the same to you, even though there's a ninety-percent chance that in… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“You made a choice—a single choice. How neat to think you may have opened the door to a wondrous future without knowing.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“The key to valuing something is to lose it and then realize how rare it was—after which you pray like mad to regain what… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“Rather than critique people, try admiring God’s creative handiwork.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
