I'm always bewildered by suicide. Don't mishear me--it's not in a judgmental way. I've lost more than a few friends to suicide. Hearing of Robin Williams' passing a couple of weeks ago stirs up more feelings on the subject as well. I know that it is the result of a mental illness that I myself cannot relate to. But it is so hard to understand that mentality for me. Whenever I hear about tragedies like these I always wonder why they didn't remember the joys of life--the feeling of grass between your toes, the smell of fresh snow, the feeling you get when your favorite song comes on the radio, the sound of a baby's giggle, the smell of fresh baked cookies, the warmth of freshly dried clothes, the softness of fresh socks after a long day. I know the disease stretches long out from those examples, but this Word Wednesday, I'd like to take a moment to embellish in remembering how good life can be.
Black Jumpsuit-Forever 21; Red Crocheted Duster Cardigan-Free People, thrifted; Leopard Print Wedges-Naughty Monkey, thrifted; Spike Bracelets-Kohl's; Earrings-Kohl's; Necklace-c/o uncommon goods
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