I remember one night vividly. I had cried so hard in my sleep that I woke my sister with my sobbi...

I remember one night vividly. I had cried so hard in my sleep that I woke my sister with my sobbi...I remember one night vividly. I had cried so hard in my sleep that I woke my sister with my sobbi...

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Benjamin-Bede Benorie

• Oct 11

I remember one night vividly. I had cried so hard in my sleep that I woke my sister with my sobbing. She thought it was something demonic. How do you explain pain so raw, so loud, it breaks through even the silence of sleep? But even in that moment of despair, I discovered something: love is what keeps you tethered to life when you are sure you have nothing left.

Love is the invisible thread that refuses to let you fall into nothingness.

Love is waking up each morning after you’ve lost everything and still ask God “What can I still give?, Because if I stop giving, I stop living”