Grettel Osorio
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He ran his hands over my past - lingering over the dents and worn edges of my heart. And when I thought he'd run away like the others had… he told me I was a warrior, and that I'd never fight another battle alone. ~ Alfa 🌹

The axe forgets what the tree remembers. African proverb (Those who were hurt remember - too often the world forgets.)

The axe forgets what the tree remembers. African proverb (Those who were hurt remember - too often the world forgets.)

There is nothing better than letting go of the regret or hurt from the past and focusing on the bright future ahead. Never felt more free, and more like myself than I do now!