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Parents
Today, I want to talk about something emotional that my mom told me about. While we talked about why my dad couldn’t retire yet, she started talking about how she felt really bad that she could no longer uphold her share of making money, which is why she started getting into stocks. She felt bad that she couldn’t time entries and exits as well as my dad or I, and that’s why she’s constantly asking me for help and advice. She wants to use this as a way to make money, to help support my dad. She talked about how, through her life, my dad has always been there for her, and how, as they got older, their relationship actually got better. She always looks around to other family members arguing and had realized: so what if they have money? The most important thing, the one thing we have that they don’t, is truly loving each other. What both fear most is the other dying first. In the cacophony of a world, they have each other, and they cling on for dear life. If the other is there, they will be fine.
She talked about wanting to leave a house for me – wanting me to have two houses so, no matter what, I won’t be homeless. She told me about the times when my dad’s parents kicked them out of the house they helped pay for. They walked along the streets, looking at the warm lights emanating from the windows.
Imagine that.
Imagine being kicked out of your house, being pregnant with your child (me), and not having a permanent home to live in. Imagine walking down a street on a cold day, just staring at the happy families inside the warm, cozy houses, knowing that you do not have that. Imagine the uncertain future, the loathing and feeling of unluckiness, and the torrential sadness that must come with it. At that time, the only thing that matters to you is having a home.
This is what she never wants me to feel.
Through all of this, through all the hardships, through the arguments, and through everything else, my parents have developed an extremely strong bond, only strengthened over time and going into old age. They may argue. They may disagree on things. They have may different views and beliefs sometimes. But the main point is, they love each other – that is enough, that is all they can ask for.
I realized an important truth – I may think I know more about stocks, about the current world, about science and mathematics, but I’ll never match the wisdom that my parents have gained over the years, their understanding of morality in the world and of happiness and sadness. Those are some of the most powerful things to understand.
I have to tell you what I’ve learned, that I know now what happens to the dreamers. They don’t feel it when they change. One day they wake, they dress, they are old.
Louise Glück, from “Marathon,” in The Triumph of Achilles (via a-pair-of-ragged-claws)
Don’t dwell on things. Don’t stay in one place too long. It was the only way to stay ahead of sadness.
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"Believe that life is worth living, and your belief will help create the fact." • D.S. Liverpool
How beautiful would it be to find someone who’s in love with your mind.
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I always think that time will make things better, that it’ll just fade away.
And it does, it usually does, and if not now, it will.
But in the meantime,
it always lurks in the back of my mind
hurting so goddamn always.
You can actually feel it.
You can actually tell and feel when you’re starting to fade away from someone. The conversations get shorter, they get less meaningful, less exciting. You can feel the wall that’s coming up between you two. And then in the end, you’re back to being strangers.
The worst
Everyone is sad. So happy and so sad, all at once. They don’t know what to say, that’s all.
Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper’s Daughter (via wordsnquotes)
Never let fear and stupid pride make you lose someone who’s precious to you.
Haruki Murakami (via quotemadness)
Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.
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President Obama after Oregon shooting: “Our thoughts and prayers are not enough.”
Hours after today’s massacre in Oregon, President Obama took the podium for the 15th time after a mass shooting. Sounding stern and appearing frustrated, Obama challenged Americans to respond more forcefully to this shooting. His full, impassioned statement is one every American needs to hear.
How many bloody times does he have to give this speech
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