This is a reflective story about an unexpected discovery that brings quiet beauty and meaning into an ordinary day. It reminds us that sometimes the most profound moments in life come when we’re not searching for them at all.
People are unique stories, each shaped by their own experiences, and no two are exactly alike—even within the same family. To truly live with others, we must listen deeply, embrace their complexities, and honor them with empathy and patience.
A rude bank teller allowed a wealthy man to skip the line and repeatedly dismissed an old man waiting in line at the bank. However, she was not prepared for what awaited her...
Each morning on her way to work at Roman Ridge, a woman greeted a man society called “mad,” yet whose warmth and memory left a lasting impression on her. Years later, she still prays to see him again—restored, healed, and seen for who he truly is.
A poem I made about my old nasty Kindergarten teacher, may she forever go fuck herself!
Because controlling your words is cheaper than Botox.
"Broken Pencils Can Still Write" is a moving story of loss, faith, and resilience, showing that even in brokenness, one can rise, heal, and inspire through the power of grace and purpose.