It's Sunday. He is risen. But He is risen doesn't mean:
You suddenly have it all figured out
Everything should feel happy and light
You should suddenly be absolutely ok
You have to be the most pious
You have to be greatful 24/7
That the world isn't still a fucked up place
That you're expected to be perfect because the mourning is over
But what it does mean, is that the story doesn't end here. You get to be whatever mess you are and Jesus still wants to scoop you up and take whatever time it needs to make it better. The world will be a fucked up place and we will not be perfect and we may still be mourning. But an empty tomb means amongst all that darkness, there is undeniable hope.
Healing takes time. Processing takes time. Unlearning and relearning takes time. There is no race in healing, sit down, grab a cuppa and just breathe. It’s going to be okay ❤️
My therapist gave some homework and it kind of inspired all of this… taking all the messy things and knitting into a scarf. Processing it, learning that it’s okay, these emotions are okay, I’m safe and it will take some time to deal with it… and that’s okay.
-They are Irish twins, born almost 11 months apart.
-Elizabella is the eldest. Ernest is the youngest.
-They were born into a family of potioneers (lots of homeopathic remedies, salves, tinctures, Herbology and ect) but they are also both are shapeshifters, like their mom.
-When they were 5, their orphaned cousin moved in with them. They have an odd relationship, but they are family.
As I update from this thread, I’ll add more about them. I’ve already started writing about them ❤️
I’m still here, friends. I’m sharing a WIP with you… and this is a vulnerable post, so be gentle. If you don’t like, scroll on.
December was a really hard month for me. I may never get to hold them in my arms, but I will forever hold them in my heart. I cry a lot. I cry almost everyday. As small as they were,they were so significant to me. I started to draw this while I was going through the miscarriage, but I had to put it aside to finish my big project, (which is finished now).. I wanted to share with you something that I have been going through. Maybe it’s because this is a smaller platform and I don’t know many of you.
Initially I wanted to dedicate this to my baby, Finley. But … I want to dedicate this to anyone who has had a miscarriage/pregnancy loss too. Every life matters, no matter how small or big they are. My goal is to make this available for all mothers so they can print it at home and colour it themselves. So, if you are interested in having one for yourself too, stay tuned ❤️
And if you lost your baby too, I see you. I know it’s tough. You’re not alone. Mourning someone you never met is so hard.
Right as I was finishing this tiger… I learned a that an old classmate/friend of mine died in a plane crash. This tiger has been a nameless OC of mine for years… till now.
“Not looking like the girl everyone says is glamorous doesn’t make you less beautiful. How someone looks on the outside isn’t the truth about who they are. As a man thinks in his heart, so is he. There’s nothing wrong with making yourself up, but that’s not what makes you valuable and it’s not what makes you beautiful. True beauty comes from the light of who Christ is in you, not what you put on your face.”
— (via koinohnia)
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