I don’t know how you feel about words. But I seem to have an undeniably complicated yet beautiful relationship with words, no matter their form. Some words have such a sweet spot in my heart while others don’t even get to be on the tip of my tongue. I cherish all that I find beautiful in this world. Sometimes I cherish certain words or phrases, all too selfishly, then I am struck with loneliness as a consequence of my selfishness. And sometimes I am okay with that. I am actually happy to enjoy things on my own. Other days, it’s glass bubbles all over again.
I award special care to certain words, especially when I am writing them down. It’s almost as if I respect the word so much to make sure it is always written in a dignified manner. Sometimes, even in my exhaustion and sloppiness, I will still find some energy reserved somewhere deep inside, to make sure my words are as clear and dignified as they deserve to be.
Come to think about it, words are just like people they are two-sided as they contain both positive and negative characteristics. I’ve been told before that words can’t kill a person. If they do not have the capacity to kill, do they have the capacity to empower anyone? I believe they do. Of course, they do. Don’t let anyone tell you any different – words possess immeasurable strength and power. At the end of the day, it is one of our most important forms of communication. And over time my relationship with words has gone from disgustingly negative to positively soul-fulfilling.
I may not have the most proficient vocabulary but I do have a never-ending love for words. And for me, that is way more important and impressive than awards and titles.
To those of us who haven’t figured everything out yet but who are sincere in our hearts about what we love and give a hundred percent always, I salute you.
May we always find the right words and may our love never die. ❤💜