Humans are not robots. We are not designed to go non-stop 24/7. Even machines cannot do this. They have to be shut-down periodically for updates, they overheat, parts wear out, and they freeze up. If machines do this, why on earth would society think humans will not?
Because in a world that relies so much on social media and snapshots of lives, it is important to see past the filters and the captions. Social media is but a glimpse into a person's life, one that hides much. Look into the eyes to see the soul. Is there a light there that is being shared with the world, or hidden tears?
Just as an individual may choose to wear a jacket or jeans in the summer, so might one chose to wear their mask after the requirement is lifted. Let us be supportive and kind to one another as this crazy wold continues to change and evolve. Nobody shames Batman for wearing his mask after all.
Few things are more satisfying to me than waking up to a clean kitchen or seeing an empty hamper, however, to achieve this it takes constant upkeep
We are not alone with our feelings, imperfections, and struggles and that alone makes us all the same. Disease, love, hunger, hope, death....none of it distinguishes between religions, skin color, gender, education, jobs....and neither should we.
There is no report card in life. Nobody is going to give you a gold star for hitting some theorized point of achieving a standard. We all live. We all die. Plain and simple.
You can make a flower bed and grow beautiful flowers, but if you don’t tend to it regularly, it will soon be overrun by weeds.
Though we had intended for about an hour’s walk, this new path allowed us to dip our feet (multiple times) into the cool waters of the mountain....
I have seen inspirational pictures saying “don’t let your past define your future.” Though I understand the message that is being conveyed, the truth is, our past does define us. Our past makes us who we are today,
My ability to stay positive was quickly slipping as I realized more changes would soon be on the way; I felt the slippery slope of depression hugging at the corner of my spirit.