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don't take for granted ordinary days
time has a way of
transforming the ordinary into extraordinary
making one hold dear
lost mundane things
this sucks so bad i need to [remembers suicide jokes only worsen my mental health] put on the best talent show this towns ever seen
guys this post is a big hit on the adolescent psych ward
Life really does align in weird ways.
My bully from 5th grade who snapped my glasses in front of his friends just found me on social media a few weeks ago.
He wrote me a long apology saying how he was now a father to a 3 year old little girl and was taking her to get her first pair of little glasses in the next few days—and it brought back what he did. He said couldn’t ever handle the idea of someone doing that to her.
My first instinct was to tell him to get lost, but I realized I was getting what I always prayed for. I just wanted the people who were mean to me to eventually understand it—even if it took a personal experience to relate to and 14 years to open their eyes.
A piece of me healed in that moment as I gave him glasses advice for his daughter because I was the same age when I got my first pair.
Kids are really ruthless, but it takes a healed adult to reach out to apologize. And there is always time to change; it’s never too late.
Be shaped, rather than weathered, by the storm
– Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"
[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]
Uninvited Guest
I've become acutely aware
Of the fragility of life
Since that fragility took a seat at my table
Uninvited guest
What can I offer you?
Or are there lessons to be learnt
If I am able
I cannot move without your eyes
Upon me now
You're a shadow and a light
Rolled into one
Perhaps you've always been with me
Though I've not known it
I'm a frost that burns off
With the morning sun