the memory // no. 62

Do you remember what it means to be free? Do you remember what it means to breathe in the open air, blissfully unaware of your cares? Do you remember?

I wish you would.

I wish you would remember freedom, and that the fight to reach it is not hopeless. I wish you would remember that even if the good days do not outnumber the bad, your light is shining brilliantly in someone else’s night. I wish you would remember to stand still and take that deep breath.

To hold the moment like it is the last you have left.

To remember that freedom does not paint a solitary picture, but a unique portrait of everyone it touches.

You are not your failures, and you are not your pain. The things you see now, they are only part of the rain. But you need the rain to make the grass and flowers grow, and when it does, you will see, you were standing in freedom all along.

Published by Her Two Cents

Hi, I’m Jess. I’m a multi-passionate creative with a witty, determined attitude and a knack for writing! Storytelling is an art, and I aim to embrace it in every moment of my life. Your story is valuable, and that's why I want to help you share it!

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