Our journeys mirror nature in many ways, especially the changing of the seasons. Sometimes our hearts radiate with warmth from the summer sun. Sometimes out hearts freeze over and shatter from the winter frost. Our hearts feel every ripple and every wave, and still, they beat on. Through it all, we grow stronger. We grow through the cracks in our hearts and the wounds in our backs. What strength it takes for the heart to continue beating. What strength we have within ourselves to do so.

This is a poetry collection written over the past eight years, spanning from teenage years into early adulthood. It is a raw and honest depiction of the many emotions felt by the heart. Over the years, Justine, the author of this collection, has fallen in love, lost loved ones, struggled with self-love, been a bystander to divorce, and has questioned her journey. As personal as these experiences have been, she believes they are not unique to herself. Everyone with a beating heart will experience love, loss, happiness and heartbreak. Justine's hope in publishing this book is for others to feel seen, heard, and understood. Her hope is for people to know they are not alone in their journeys, no matter what emotions currently consume their hearts.

Even the coldest winters cannot prevent us from blooming, and bloom, we will.

Formato	Tapa suave
Número de Páginas	116
Lenguaje	Inglés
Editorial	Gatekeeper Press
Fecha de Publicación	2022-12-02
Dimensiones	8.0" x 5.0" x 0.32" pulgadas
Letra Grande	No
Con Ilustraciones	No
Temas	Muerte/Morir, Día de San Valentín

Biondi, Justine

Justine Marie Biondi grew up in a small town in Northern New Jersey. She began writing poetry at 16 years old, when her teenage heart began feeling everything at once. Poetry quickly became both her creative and therapeutic outlet, where the paper beneath her pen absorbed every emotion that poured out of her. In 2016, Justine moved to Los Angeles to attend Loyola Marymount University. During her freshman year, her grandfather and aunt passed away, her parents separated, she fell in love, and she adjusted to life on the other side of the country. Every year has become pivotal for growth, and she has continued writing poetry through it all. Here and there, she has shared some poems with friends and family. But as she grew older, she reminisced on the writings her aunt never got to share with the world before she passed away. Life is too short not to share your art with the world, so that is exactly what she is doing now.