If someone is facing a difficult time, one of the kindest things you can do for him or her is to say, ‘I’m going to love you through this.
—  Molly Friedenfield

“Anything that annoys you is for teaching you patience.
Anyone who abandons you is for
teaching you how to stand up
on your own two feet.
Anything that angers you is for teaching you forgiveness and compassion.
Anything that has power over you is for teaching you how to take your power back.
Anything you hate is for
teaching you unconditional love.
Anything you fear is for
teaching you courage to
overcome your fear.
Anything you can’t control is for teaching you how to let go and trust the Universe” - Jackson Kiddard

Loving yourself isn’t always easy. This is especially true because you, of all people, know every little thing about yourself. Every twerk. Every thing that makes you, you. But you know what else? For every imperfection, there are ten more positive qualities. You are a beautiful addition to this earth.
Respect yourself entirely.
Love yourself unconditionally.

I basically cried a lot because of the fact that this bitch ass old motherfucker became president. I cannot think of any reason this might be good for anyone though I’ve seen many turkish politicians claiming him to be the better president than clinton when it comes to the turkish population. My future and dreams have probably been completely shuttered by something this stupid. I will still try my best and never chill on the fact that this orange faced bitch can change my plans and destroy whatever I wanted to create myself in my future. One good thing about this situation is that I was never more thankful to have so many great people around me whose existence in my life are of great importance and significance that I would rather spend my time with them than being in other places on my own. At this point, and this sounds a bit like a speech after you win an award, but it is almost the same thing as he is the best award I’ve ever had metaphorically without doing anything to deserve this or never going to be able to deserve someone as perfect as him, I want to thank my boyfriend, the person who has been teaching me so much in the last months. The person, who has been showing me what unconditional love means, what it means to really have someone by your side who protects you, who every single day and minute gives you the feeling of being wanted and loved and desired. He has been showing me how beautiful life can be and I am so grateful to have someone like him. I have never been so grateful in my life at all. I don’t want to talk so much about him because he is only mine and I’m always afraid of someone trying to get what is mine because of jealousy and I wouldn’t even be mad at the fact that someone would want to have him after I talk about him, I would even understand if someone falls in love with him just by me telling you about him cause there is no way not to fall in love with him. He is simply perfect without even trying. He always has the perfect words to make my heart melt, to make me feel happy. I am not an easy person and how he handles me and how much love he gifts me is unbelievable. I am so thankful for everything he has ever done for me and I cannot thank him enough for his patience. He has the biggest heart out of everyone I’ve ever met and I can’t believe how lucky I am to have this man in my life let alone to be able to marry this man one day.
If you read this, I promise I will always stay by your side as long as you love me I will make things work and try my best to meet your love and effort.
I love you, so unconditionally

Her soul knew, but she didn’t. Her life had changed completely since that moment, her destiny was intertwined to another person, which results to be the twin soul of her soul. She didn’t expect this in her life, but her soul did. Her soul was happy to have found that soul so identical to hers after a long time. It felt like coming back home again, the place where she has been from that moment on.
—  twinflames-doesexist
Love is...Unconditional

Banner by the brilliant, amazing and perfectly talented @akai-echo

Parts 1 and 2 are available on AO3/ffnet

Epilogue will post on Valentine’s Day. 

A million thanks to my lovely friend, @eala-musings for betaing this, the incomparable @akai-echo for the prereading, making the gorgeous set of banners and for talking me through some plot points. And finally, to the wonderful @thegirlfromoverthepond , my other partner in crime with @loveinpanem for inspiring this fic. Thank you all!

Part 3 - Release

“I’m fine, I promise,” I said, holding the cellphone in the crook between my neck and shoulder as I spoke to Prim and packed at the same time.

“I know, I know, but I just worry. I’ve never gone a month without seeing you. When are you coming home?”

“Soon, Little Duck,” I said, using my most soothing voice. Peeta quietly took my bag from my hands and checked the room one last time before we shut the door behind us.

“Okay. I just need to know you’re okay and I’ll quit worrying.” Her voice was plaintive, sounding like it did when we were children.

I sighed and watched Peeta pull on his shoes and tie them, knots double-laced, as always. “This trip has been one of the most important ones I’ve ever taken.” He looked up at me, one eyebrow raised as if in skepticism. I held his gaze defiantly as I continued. “I wish it would never end.”

His face softened, becoming thoughtful, then sad, before he let his eyes drop down to his shoes where his fingers still rested on the laces. I wished my sister goodnight and retreated to the restroom to brush my hair and keep myself from falling all over Peeta once again.

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Gorgeous banner by @akai-echo , who was inspired by the original movie poster for the film. It is absolutely perfect! The loudest shout-out to @eala-musings, who beta’d this in no time. She’s such a champion. Thank you!

Loosely based on the film Journey to the Shore, a 2015 Japanese romantic drama film directed by Kiyoshi Kurosawa. It is adapted from the novel Kishibe no Tabi by Japanese writer Kazumi Yumoto.

Summary: Even after three years, Katniss Mellark still cannot resign herself to the death of her husband. When Peeta Mellark returns, she is willing to go to any lengths to keep him with her, even agreeing to abandon everything and embark on a journey that will change everything she believes about love, regret and the persistence of hope. A story in three parts.

Written for @thegirlfromacrossthepond, who has a birthday today. You are one of my best friends, a brilliant writer, and a wonderful person. I thought you, of all people, might enjoy this offering.  It’s a little on the heavy side and not a typical holiday fare but I hope you’ll like it in the end.  Happy birthday!

Warning - Major Character Death before opening of the story.

Part 1 - Lost

Madge dabbed at the corner of her mouth with the linen table napkin.  I don’t know how my best friend always managed to eat without smudging her lipstick while I only managed to look like a half-done up clown, but it was one of the many superpowers that I begrudgingly envied her.

“He’s a financial consultant with Capitol Funds.  His family has a house in almost every District.  Gale has known him since college.”

It was her latest set-up – some nice man of marrying age with more money than God and an impeccable pedigree. Someone to take her widowed best friend off of her hands.

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Between Friends

I love you, you see
More than I love me
That’s how it should be
Between friends.

You give me sweet smiles
To cover the miles,
The distance so vile
Between friends.

You get me down deep;
It’s simple to keep
The secrets that seep
Between friends.

So much we run from,
The gruesome and glum,
Still nothing can come
Between friends.

i had not felt so amazing & blissful & full of love for myself & every single being for a while… today was such a simple & blessed day. i just layed on the sun, walking barefeet as always, playing my ukulele, crocheting a mandala vest, eating persimmons, blissing in the sunshine, practicing yoga, breathing, feeling, singing, being… so, so thankful for sweet days like this. that allow me to see that happiness is within the simplest of things. giving myself a soft break from these virtual realms helps me so much… for the last couple of days, i had been comparing my life & my physical beauty to others so much & it was destroying my unique light… i am so grateful to once again be embraced in the arms of mamma nature & be reminded that we are all so, so, so beautiful… each single one of us. exactly as we are. each unique trait. we are perfect just as we are. that beauty is not in the face or the body, it is in the heart… and when the heart is truly shining & pure, it shines through every pore of our being. i promise to myself, on this day, that i will never again think less of myself or enter these illusions of comparing our own light with others & feeling diminished… i promise to be kind to myself, as i am to others. i love you all so much, please know that you are so amazingly beautiful & shining, just as you are. this is the silent revolution of radical self love <3


Love is…Unconditional (Epilogue)

Banners by the astounding @akai-echo . Beta’d by the talented and inimitable @eala-musings . Written for @thegirlfromoverthepond .

Summary: Even after three years, Katniss Mellark still cannot resign herself to the death of her husband. When Peeta Mellark returns, she is willing to go to any lengths to keep him with her, even agreeing to abandon everything and embark on a journey that will change everything she believes about love, regret and the persistence of hope. A story in three parts.

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Epilogue - Five Years Later  

I wiped down the last of the tables just as the sun set beyond the mountains that were visible from the main thoroughfare of District 12.  Open only one year, Mellark’s Tea and Coffee Shop was already considered a fundamental part of District 12’s downtown culture. Some of it had to do with the clever nature of the shop, which doubled as a used bookstore where people could read as they took their coffee or tea.  But I could not deny that the use of the already familiar Mellark family name was also critical to its success.

Why not? I will always carry the name Mellark.

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