Beholden
People
say nobody is coming to save you. I am writing to tell of whom it is the
concern that this is not true. How lucky
I am that so many people saved me. They continue to do it every day, even if
they did not intend to.
I
am not an orphan, it is my family members, children and cousins. I learned to
receive a smile from a stranger, a hug from the neighbors, a fresh loaf of
bread, some fruits to make me happy.
I
am always paying attention to words, simple sweet words of kindness. Words from
a writer or few; the lyrics of awesome songs, and observant friends are the
healing balm for the heart. In the modern world of contemporary world of texts
and messages even completely strangers, including the imposters who are looking
for connectivity, with sweet and kind words saved me in their seemingly insignificant
ways of self-esteem, confidence, and self-worse on the road in the world of loneliness
and isolation. Especially, people who wrote warm reviews on my posts and poems,
took time to put a red heart emoji for appreciation and to acknowledge my
creativity.
So
many people even do not know that they play a role in lifting my mood, making
me smile, and are reason for my writing. How lucky I am that so many people
saved me from crying on sad days, even if they did not intend. My heart is full
of gratitude.
Sometimes,
miracles are just good people with kind hearts. I always accept and respect the
presence of good people in my life. Never underestimate the power of good
people.
Tomshinsky@2025
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