spinz

spinz
I would rather grow up poor and be of good nature. I would rather grow up fortunate and be of good nature. I am seeing what is lacking in our human culture, honesty and integrity.

I can take into consideration people must do what they will in order to survive. But it is a choice isn’t it? I can also take into consideration complexities like, illness, codependency, or addiction. But let us pretend for one moment those issues were not factors. I can put my feelings aside and lend my hand out to you and say ‘join me, let us go out for tea’. I can say this with sincere motives. I just like your company. If you are ill, I will willingly bring a remedy or just give you company to show affection. I do these things without expecting service in return. It is of that saying I just learned recently… pay it forward. I went to the hospital today to visit an uncle who was admitted ( I didn’t understand why) but my other uncle took me and while we walked several blocks in the wrong direction I felt comforted because every time we crossed the road he held my elbow, and by him holding my elbow I felt like a little girl. I felt protected and innocent that I was being guided to cross a busy road. And tonight, this type of behavior showed me that though my uncle and I are virtually strangers, I can still feel the tender affection of genuine kindness. After he realized we were going the wrong direction he bought me some Indian sweets and told me to cover my head it’s going to rain. So as it started drizzling I covered my hands in orange sweets beneath the full moon along his side. For the first time in a long time I just felt safe.