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Five Simple Words
Dear Ms. Powers, You are a true storyteller. Five simple words. These were five simple words that you wrote, perhaps in passing, on the top of an assignment that you handed back to me over nineteen years ago. You have written so many like them since we last saw each other. You probably don’t even remember writing them. But all these years later, I remember reading them. I will never forget them.
By Stephanie Hoogstadabout a year ago in Humans
Dear 1306. First Place in Letters of Gratitude Challenge.
Dear 1306, For so long, I did not know myself. I lived my life aimlessly, not understanding that I was in fact still here, that I had beat my own deadline for my life. Of course, I still reap the consequences of expecting such a swift end. Every day is a gift, truly, as I breathe in the air and learn how to live again, how to live in ignorance of the sword that hangs over us all. These days, I simply pay no mind to it, just let it swing.
By Lizzy Roseabout a year ago in Humans
No Time for Grief
There are so many devastated individuals today. Understandably so. If you are one of the many celebrating the victory of our new president, congratulations. You are some of the few who have the privilege of not needing to worry about your rights being taken away. Good for you. Please remember to show some sympathy for those who are less than ideal today.
By Kaitlyn Caneabout a year ago in Humans
Be Impossible to Ignore
When you walk into a room, people should feel it. Your presence alone should make them take notice—not because you’re loud or brash, but because you stand for something. The world is full of those who shrink, who blend in, who lower their gaze at the first sign of resistance.
By Edison Adeabout a year ago in Humans
Aging With Grace is Challenging
Experience can be a burden sometimes. Sometimes I feel like I know too much or have been through so many difficult times, so I am frozen. Like a growth paralysis. When I recall some of the best days of my life, I know that they happened because I was extremely brave to have pursued them. However, the flip side is also true. Some of the worst days of my life occurred from a bad choice or action, and then my courage was tested for enduring and surviving it. Life is pretty crazy like that. I think it's especially mysterious when a great day or a horrible day occurs without any choice at all. You can neither take credit or blame for it. Those days are the days where I was either thanking God immensely, or begging Him for some relief from the strife or pain.
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Humans
Thoughts and Confessions From A Single Person
When I sat down to write this personal piece about me, I was hesitant and unsure of how I wanted to let my thoughts out. Hesitant because sharing such thoughts would undoubtedly give me a sense of vulnerability.
By Jasmine Aguilarabout a year ago in Humans
The Ones That Got Away
When I attended high school in Macon, Georgia I quickly made a new friend. She was bright, vivacious and had a great sense of humor. She had jet black, curly hair, blue eyes lit with mischief and an infectious smile. The best way to describe her was “petite voluptuous”. No matter where we went together, she was the life of the party and people, (especially guys), seemed drawn to her.
By Veronica Coldironabout a year ago in Humans
The Bouquet of Flowers
I can hear various theme songs running through my mind as I consider the importance or nonimportance of a bouquet of flowers. Songs like "You Don't Bring me Flowers" where Neil Diamond and Barbra Striesand sing about a once passionate romance dead like flowers a week after they are delivered. Or the song "Flowers" by Miley Cyrus (which won a Grammy) which had me feeling empowered, listening in my car instead of embracing the depression that follows loneliness or rejection. Or even the song by Bruno Mars "When I Was Your Man" where he admits that he should have bought his ex flowers instead of living an episode of "Turn of the Screw". Maybe if his English teacher had introduced him to Henry James, Bruno wouldn't have sung about his regrets. I'm sure there are lots of songs that mention flowers or the bouquet and the image is embedded in our minds as a classic gesture of romance, and even used as a sign of love and compassion during difficult times such as illness and/or the death of a loved one. Is it strange that flowers are often a big part of both weddings and funerals? Is the bouquet of flowers just an overpriced cliche or do we still consider it the classic romantic gesture?
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Humans








