Best 24 quotes of Paula Heller Garland on MyQuotes

All of the years I spent trying to be someone you could be proud of would have been better spent being proud of myself for who I already was.

And my heart is breaking My heart is lying on the floor in a pool of tears I keep asking the same questions only to have them unanswered

Back then I recall yelling ugly things like, “Don’t do it”! at the happy couple. Yes, that was me. Obnoxious jilted girl, party of one.

Bringing the workbook to publication also meant an ending. An ending of many days and hours of interaction with Tyrone. I knew the day would bring that ending when we began but as it crept closer I felt the weight of hesitation as much as the excitement of relief. I found myself with thoughts like, "it will never be the same again as it is now" and "I am not sure I want this interaction to end". I love that man dearly and will forever be changed from knowing him. Handing our diligent work over to Kendall-Hunt for publication was as if I was handing the entirety of the relationship over.

Don't beg a man to keep you. If he isn't sure you are the right one make the decision for yourself. You deserve better than maybe.

Don't forget to pause and nourish yourself a bit along the way. When you're born to help others sometimes you forget to help yourself.

Hurting the person who hurt you won't heal your pain. Let them go. Karma will deal with them you don't have to write the script for the universe.

I don't know the perfect thing to say when a person is hurting but I do know the last thing they want to hear are reasons they shouldn't be hurting.

If someone in my life could grow with confrontation and feedback, why would I choose to refrain?

I had to ask myself why I'm continuing to engage in behavior I knew hurt. What was my payoff? Did it confirm my belief I was not enough? Did I think I needed to suffer? Did I think I could save him? Why not save myself instead? What a miserable realization that I knew all of this yet failed to take action.

I lit the candles and said out loud, “what am I waiting on? Someone to sell them in a garage sale for a quarter after I die?” And it was beautiful. And the smell was even more incredible than I remembered.

I'm amazed how my soul is served the messages I need to be fed at exactly the time I'm in need. When I'm open.

I may not always like at times, but life is a beautiful blend of joy, tragedy and dreams. If not for one, I could not have the other.

Is there anything you have been putting off until another day? How about today?

Often after arguing about differing opinions, I hear people say, "let's agree to disagree." I look forward to a time, so open-minded I'll hear people say, "I'm right and you can be, too

One of the most positive things that has come of that communication is I have been able to see how much I have grown. When I listened to them tell me things they saw in me back then I was amazed. I didn't see those things then. Not at all. And I can see them today.

So often I speak of “out of the box thinking” and living a “conscious life”; however, not regularly do I meet someone who lives such a life. What an inspiration (and challenge) to see someone who really lives in the now, who looks forward and dares to stop when thoughts turn to pain from the past!

The burden of my anxiety is not my child's.

The moment I felt my life return was when I took a breath and said to him, "No thank you. Were I as perfect as you are demanding, life would be rather boring.

The stuff I read about codependency in the 90’s really mucked me up. Don’t get me wrong, I needed it then, no doubt. And I don’t regret learning to take care of myself and be independent. Maybe I just overlearned it. I went from a meek care-taker to being an independent, shout it from the roof tops, woman who needed no one.

The truth, for me, is I do accept everyone. I believe people are going to be who they are going to be. Moreover, I strongly disagree that it is my place in life to judge who they are. Or to attempt to mold them into whom I believe they should become.

When we see others cry it is difficult, not because of feeling their pain, but your own.

You can't sweep something broken into a bag and call it whole. It takes repair.

You must have been the best mother in the world. Have prayed seventeen times a day...just for me. Been the strongest woman on earth. Had a direct connection to God. Have been hand-picked to parent a daughter like me. Know how much I miss you everyday. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. You are woven into every thought, dream and ambition I possess...... Happy Mother's Day, mom. I miss you and love you.....