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  • "To the Dad Who Loves Unconditionally"

    Dear Dad,

    On this Father’s Day, I wanted to share a message of love and appreciation with you. Thank you for everything we have been through together. Through the ups and downs, I’m grateful that you’ve always been there for me and have never let me down.

    I know I haven’t always turned out to be the person you might have hoped for, but I appreciate that you didn’t hold anything against me. Instead, you gave me a chance to learn and grow, even when you disagreed with my choices. Your acceptance means so much to me.

    I cherish all the conversations we’ve had while I was growing up. While you are my dad, as I got older, you also became an example of how a partner should be to me. Your actions and the way you treat others, especially women, show your kindness and dedication to making people happy. That is truly special.

    I love the father figure you’ve become, and anyone would be lucky to have you as a dad. Please don’t ever change the wonderful person you are. I want you to know that, no matter what I do in life, I will always be your daughter. Although I may not be able to do much for you this Father’s Day, I hope this message and letter brighten your day.

    With love,
    Your Daughter
    Samantha

    Samantha Anthony

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    • This is a beautiful and heartfelt letter, Samantha! Your dad is incredibly lucky to have such a loving and appreciative daughter. The depth of your gratitude and the specific examples you shared truly highlight the strong bond you share. Your words are sure to bring him immense joy and make this Father’s Day extra special. He’s clearly a…read more

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  • "Embracing Change: A Journey of Love and Growth"

    To my oldest daughter,

    You’re approaching a significant milestone this year, and I can hardly believe you are getting ready to turn 15 and start your freshman year of high school. I want you to know that, despite the long and difficult journey we’ve shared, my love and feelings for you will never change.

    I admit that I made some mistakes when I was younger and that I wasn’t fully prepared to be a mother. However, my experiences with you and your siblings have helped me make better choices for you. I want you to know that I will be here for you as much as I can to support you in your career choices and make that next phase easier for you.

    As your birthday approaches and you continue to blossom into a young woman, remember that you are ready for whatever comes your way. No matter what you choose to pursue, I will love you unconditionally. Even though I may not be around 24/7, I’m just around the corner.

    I love you.
    Your Mother

    Samantha Anthony

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    • This is a beautiful letter! Your love and dedication shine through every word. It’s wonderful that you’re acknowledging past challenges while focusing on your unwavering support for your daughter. Your commitment to being there for her, even if not constantly present, is incredibly reassuring and speaks volumes about your strength as a mother.…read more

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  • Two Wolves Connected By Love & Hardships

    Dear Unsealers, this is a story about a girl who started her school journey with many possibilities until she found the one piece that changed her life forever.

    Sammie was in the process of just starting her sophomore year at high school. She ended up finding herself a whole new bunch of friends, activities, a whole new bunch of choices that she overwhelmed herself at first but she figured out she was going to just wing it and see what she could get into even though her freshman year didn’t start too great after her relationships got the best of her but she thought to herself not to worry there were new things out there to explore so she didn’t mind what she was going to endure next. She couldn’t believe that after her classes were set in and everything, how the lunch program was set up with different times, it was like, well, why can’t everyone in the school eat together, but they say there’s not enough time during classes for everyone to be put together. Anyway, besides her exploring the different outcomes for friends she ended up one day during an afternoon recess she was chatting with one of her friends and she stumbles across the gym and saw a bunch of students playing around in the gym she assumed it was p.e class but she for a split second something caught her eye and her friend was wondering Sammie who are you starring at and she told her that she was looking at someone that piqued her interest and she asked her friend who was he? Do you know anything about him? She started laughing and telling me things about him, but we ended up getting caught by Zack and one of his friends looking at us was wondering who that girl was staring at me and why. We started leaving from the gym doors, and she kept thinking to herself Wow, I like the way he looks, his smile, and laid back personally. She wanted to know, but she wasn’t sure where to start. She ended up, however, getting lucky in the next few days. Zack and Sammie ended up reconnecting during a PE class together and had to spend it outside on their course track. They started talking as they were walking towards the bleachers they couldn’t believe they were laughing about how they kept looking at each other and she started spilling her guts about how she makes her feel cute and attractive, and the other things about him that made her light up but she started to notice how he would just sit there smiling, blushing with everything she said and he started muttering about his life talking about what he likes and so forth. As they were walking they were discussing if they wanted to begin something but they weren’t sure but she felt something starting to happen inside of her and she decided to go through it but she, however, wasn’t sure if he had every intention as she did but after a long talk they decided to start dating on what they noticed was funnier they ended up looking at the time when they walked back to the class that it was their friend’s birthday today so they said look our anniversary will always be April 24th after that they ended up being inseparable. They both started every day by talking, texting, hanging out, you know the drill, but they ended up hitting a huge snag during school time. She ended up figuring out she wanted more of the relationship. She wanted to always be around him, and she wanted to get to know more about him, but she noticed, especially after he graduated from school 2 years later, that the attraction started dying down, and she wanted to know why. She found out at first that his family was working all the time and he wasn’t old enough to drive yet, so she figured that he couldn’t see me as much, so she brushed it off her shoulder for now, but as time went more, they were happy together. Even though at the time he was working she felt like he made the time the best he could to see her, call her, and text her it was like she was doing all the work including having to get in the middle of his parents and his cousin to spend time with him cause she was in the same predicament at the time he was the only flaw on her end was she was living with her parents at the time and even she had no way to get to her love so want she wanted to explore more and open into she couldn’t get her answers. So, during her last round of school, she made the worst decision to drop out of school even though her peers and teachers kept putting the idea and guilt in her head that she was so close to finishing Sammie was determined after failing her 1st 6weeks course and her senior project scared her into finishing her school year. Even though later on she admitted to Zack that he was the main reason why she left school. She said she felt that he was a big piece of her life, and since that was the only way they could honestly see each other and spend time with him, that was the only way their connection got stronger. She felt that since he was gone, she couldn’t focus on what was more important to her. So she ended up dropping out of high school and tried to focus on her next choices for her life, but she mostly paid attention to how to figure out how to spend more time with Zack while he was struggling with his work and family. As time went by, Sammie ended up losing her home, and she had to go to a program with included housing, and at the time, as she was working on herself, she was mostly focused on more of her relationships. She was still having problems with Zack. She ended up finding out more information about him than she ever prepared herself for. As it turns out Sammie’s identity that Zack knew about surfaced to his family and they weren’t happy that he wanted to be with someone like her so in time she noticed that things were drifting more apart once she confronted him about why he told her that I wasn’t really happy being with you my family said that you should only love me no one else I wasn’t ready to communicate with you, move in, or anything. I wasn’t ready to give up everything I had for you. Sammie dropped everything suddenly and was thinking a lot, but ended up saying what she felt. How could you say that? I did my best to be with you. I wanted us to spend more time together, spend nights together, and see how things with us were going to be being around each other more to see if we were ready to expand further, that’s all she wanted, but that wasn’t the case for him. So, after heated words were thrown around, we decided after 3 years to end everything and just be friends. Sammie ended up resenting him for a while, but something in her heart cared about him so much that she always ended up talking to him and checking on him every day as they both moved on with their lives. During their time apart, they ended up going through different locations and different people, and even brought new additions to their lives, but something ended up tying them back together. She ended up after a hurricane destroyed her life. She ended up one day going to visit Zack at his new location to find out that he was just living his life day by day. He was doing alright, just working and taking care of his new children. She sat down and explained to him everything she was going through and what her next steps were after the hurricane she endured blew through everything she was taught, she had, and everything was shattered. They talked about possibly reconnecting, but this time, everything was drawn out to make sure this was what they wanted to do. She wasn’t sure what he was thinking, even though he said everything about how he was feeling about it. They decided to leave everything that they had dealt with behind and started to try again. She couldn’t believe that everything was going to fall back into place. She kept running thoughts through her head like were things going to be different this time Were our connection that we have going stronger Were we going to be happy together were we able to produce our family Further Many questions were soaring through her mind but her worst part came true when she was making her dreams happen the hurricane came back through and it was trying to destroy everything more Sammie was trying to do to make it come true but the rain from the storm was manipulating everything in place. Zack went in and protected her by blowing through the storm and helped Sammie move everything in and get them set up for the next questions in her journey. As to this day, they have moved to another location, added a furball addition to their journey, and they are going on 19 years of best friend relationship and 3 years of a connecting marriage.

    Samantha Anthony

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    • Sammie’s story is a testament to resilience and the power of connection. Her journey, though challenging, showcases her strength in overcoming obstacles and finding her way back to love and happiness. It’s inspiring to see how she persevered through hardship, learned from her experiences, and ultimately found a fulfilling path. Her story is a…read more

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  • Being my moon

    Dear mom,

    You’ve known me the longest. You had a big role in making me. I was one part you and one part Dad. One part breath, one part earth. Your womb was the kiln I found my true form in.

    I was one of 3, byt you always made me feel like the top of that triangle, the high point of our five-pointed star.

    I remember you bought the anthology of young writers when, in 5th grade, my poem about winter was published in it.

    You knew I’d get into Luther, but you forced, forced me to choose a back up school. Still believing while going over my financial package, with Dad, on our Windows desktop in the living room, that I could make that driftless dream come true.

    After coming home from our church’s mission trip to Juarez, I thought you didn’t take me seriously when I said I wanted to go into the Peace Corps after college. But when I was boarding the plane to South Africa wearing my life-sized backpacking backpack, I knew your tears were partly of maternal pride.

    You were there when I was in-patient and cracked jokes about the hospitilization experience. How the little library on the ward had barely any books and included the Uglies series and The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People.

    You were there when I became a teachers, got my masters and licensure in a year. You were right there cheering me on as I moved from school to school, tirelessly looking for my teaching home.

    And you supported me as I published my book of poetry, and pitched it to an editor. You always listened to my words and said they always struck you as insightful and inspiring. I knew I always had an audience.

    Now, I’ve learned that you’d still be with me, be my bright shining moon, in the darkest of nights. When I was a way from home, you always said to look for the moon and know that you’d be looking at the same moon.

    When you got cancer, I knew I had to keep looking for the moon, for myself and for you.

    The moon is always in the sky, no matter the stormy weather. You held the moon in the sky for me so I could always find my way, even if the path led far from home, or from what I thought home was.

    For always being my moon, I love you.

    Danielle Koch

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    • Aww your mom sounds like an absolutely wonderful mother and person. I am sure she is so proud of you! And you fill her heart ad life with so much joy. I hope your mom is felling as well as possible. Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece with us and thank you for being part of The Unsealed. <3 Lauren

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  • Heather shared a letter in the Group logo of To the people we loveTo the people we love group 2 months, 1 weeks ago

    Just Us Three

    Let’s go back to those nights of walking the neighborhood.
    Of riding our bikes thru that same neighborhood bypassing the “scary” street.
    Let’s go back to sitting in front of the TV playing video games til the sun comes up.
    Go back to the days of driving around feeling like grown adults.
    Let’s go back to those day trips that consist of music blaring thru the speakers. Our voices singing as loud as they can.
    Go back to the nights of just us girls & the open road which led us to the unknown.
    Let’s go back to those nights in our 20s of just dancing the night away with no cares in the world.
    With the only thought of “will it be mimis or dennys” after the night is done.
    Let’s go back to girls night in.
    Banging drums. Tapping the microphone. & strumming the guitar.
    Can we go back and just live for the moment?
    For the simplicity.
    For the joy.
    Can we go back & just enjoy being present?
    No rush for the next task.
    No responsibilities that will consume our time.
    Can we go back & just be?
    Let’s go back & see.
    Just us three.

    Heather

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    • Aww, Heather this is so sweet. Looking back on childhood memories like this can be sad at times, but it just proves how much fun you had. You are so blessed to have had a childhood like this ☺

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  • My Letter 2 Music

    Dear Music,

    You have been my first love, my most loyal companion, and my greatest storyteller. Before I even knew how to express myself fully, you spoke for me. You carried my joy, my pain, my anger, and my healing in melodies, in beats, in lyrics that felt like they were written just for me.
    When the world felt too loud, you gave me rhythm. When silence was too heavy, you filled it with sound. You have never judged me for how I felt-you simply embraced me, wrapped me in harmonies, and let me be.
    You have been my bridge to places I have never been, to people I have never met. You break barriers, crossing languages and cultures, bringing souls together in a way nothing else can. Through you, strangers have become family, and stories have been passed down like sacred traditions.
    Whether I was dancing in joy, drowning in sorrow, or standing in quiet reflection, you have always been there. Guiding me. Holding me. Reminding me that I am not alone.
    Thank you for your presence in every stage of my life. For being my escape, my therapy, my celebration. Thank you for giving me the courage to tell my own stories. I will always love you. I will always need you.

    Forever Yours,
    AmbitiousBMarie

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    • Music has a way of helping us through our struggles like nothing else can, whether we realize it or not. If I am feeling broken and I listen to a specific song, sometimes it has the power to give me the strength to repair myself. If my heart is aching, a few ballads help me remember that I am not alone. I am glad that music has such an impact on…read more

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  • Sam Harty shared a letter in the Group logo of To the people we loveTo the people we love group 3 months, 4 weeks ago

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    Ocean

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  • fdlamb submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a thank-you letter or poem to yourselfWrite a thank-you letter or poem to yourself 4 months, 2 weeks ago

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    A Profound Thank You to Grief and Myself

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  • a journal on familial bonds

    dec 11
    a journal on familial bonds.
    the oddities in which the preservation of familial bonds has brought is an interesting notion worth unpacking. I keep one pillow sheet on a pillow here, and one there. as the matching florals bring comfort to both homes I go to. I use the locker in the gym of my father’s favorite number, as the unification of father and daughter presents itself in strange ways. but I somehow feel closer knowing my stuff is protected by him despite the distance. 3:33 is my favorite time to present each day as my mom and I share that in common, and I’m under the belief it keeps us closer. every store I go into, I’m on the lookout for new hello kitty themed items, as my sister recently took on the fascination for the cartoon that made an impact on a portion of my childhood too. as she grows older, our age gap seems to close, as if to be an illusion, as we begin to look more alike. I love that we carry each other with us every day.

    I spend the days looking for ways to feel closer to my family, even though our distance keeps me humble.

    growing up, I loved sitting in the kitchen with my dad as he would cook dinner. I learned a lot during those times. funny enough, my favorite thing I learned to cook from him was his scrambled eggs in the bowl passed down from my grandma. it’s the scrambled egg bowl. one day I’ll buy a bowl just to scramble my eggs in, but for now I’ll reminisce on that bowl knowing my eggs will never scramble as well as they do inside that bowl. he also taught me the importance of the preparation the night before. for anything, but specifically, he loves to prepare his coffee the night before for an easier wake up. I think a warm cup of coffee ready to go is a good reason to get out of bed in the morning, too.

    I go through days holding onto random parts of the things that remind me of family, of the love we hold. for familial love is not one easy to replicate. and I don’t bother to replicate it, I spend my time attempting its infiltration into my daily life. to bring the love with me.

    I am a mosaic of the people I love. pieces of them make up me and falter a greater sense of who I am. as I am only me because those who brought me here.

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    • This was so beautiful and heartwarming to read. Family bond is so important especially nowadays as times get tougher! I’m so happy for you that you still experience family traditional history and still hold a tight bond with your family!

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      • thank you<3 this year i have been craving as much family time as possible. i couldn't wait to move out on my own and it's so bittersweet

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  • #What's Your Love Story/ Part 1

    Dear Unsealer’s,
    # What’s your love story
    part 1

    Originally Recorded February 2020 By: Taylor Vance
    Our love Story began over a year ago at a point in my life when I thought my ability to love someone else was gone. Being a widow with two children was what I believed the rest of my life would always be not ever knowing or sharing true love again. This love came on blind, unexpected & pure. Not out of pity & without judgement which brought light back into my life. He gave me the opportunity to see and experience things I only dreamed of, but thought I would never do. Him well he was a Gypsy roaming wild and free, me well I was the pioneer never to venture too far away from home or family. He was excited to show & share his ways & worldly experiences with me mostly, more than he even knew he reminded me to LIVE & LOVE life again. I am very thankful GOD sent me a good man with only good intentions for myself and my children. I found this quote that resonates with me how I feel our relationship came to be & is the base of which we began on January 5,2019.

    “Maybe she needed HIM to show her how to LIVE and Maybe he needed HER to show him how to LOVE”

    ONE YEAR DOWN, FOREVER TO GO

    love Taylor 2-2020
    Taylor & Shane 2019

    NOT THE END, INSTEAD TO BE CONTINUED…….

    Taylor Vance

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    • So beautiful Taylor! I’m so happy you have found someone who accepts you for who you are and you were able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I love the picture of you two also. So beautiful. Love can be a beautiful thing. I’m still learning as a young mother so thank you for sharing your peace and giving others hope!

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  • Family Vacation

    I don’t have an extraordinary event to tell you about…not this time. I’d like to get there one of these days. Tell a good tell of some glory days I may have left, but today I have my niece to talk about.

    Not long ago, I saw family that I hadn’t seen in a while. It took me long enough to go see them, but I figured it had been too long. Figured I shouldn’t waste so much time on things like this, because you never know when you’re going to get that time again.

    It was good to see my family and show my face. That stuff still counts for something. Well, showing up was appropriate it, nonetheless, but it was emotional for me as I thought about the hiatus of being around them and all that I had missed.

    My niece was one of those things that I have missed. I didn’t know she’d be so adorable when I meet her. I had heard about her and didn’t know what to expect from her. She turned my trip into a well worth it journey. She was full of life with her giggles and smiles. Had me thinking of kids of my own for a moment. Other moments…I thought about the world we live in and what it has come to and how she’s going to have to grow up in it and navigate through it the best way she can. But I suppose that’s what we do when it comes to our younger ones…I suppose that’s what we do.

    Titus_Armon

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    • Hi! I think that you captured the beauty of connection and family quite well and told a wonderful story. Seeing the beauty in children while also seeing the ugliness of the world around us is a feeling I can relate quite well to. The juxtaposition of these two feelings give your piece depth and make it easy to understand. Thank you for sharing!

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  • A Valuable Memory

    Sitting on our king-size bed in a small hotel room, just big enough for two, it dawned on me that 2024 would soon be through. In an instant, the entire year flashed before my eyes. Each memory that ran through my mind carried an emotional tie. I would smile, then sigh. It’s funny how we go through life trying to survive every heartache that comes our way, clinging to any blissful memory that helps the day’s pain temporarily fade, even if just for a few seconds. As 2024’s end draws near, going into the new year will become my favorite memory—a few moments of my life I’d love to freeze in time. The hardest question to answer is which of them will forever be engraved in my heart and mind could it be when we were in Austin, holding each other close because living in two different cities made every mile feel lonely and long? A moment of silence was broken when you looked into my eyes and asked, “Will you marry me?” My heart jumped for joy—or at least that’s what it felt like. It could have been our unborn baby moving inside me at the time. Of course, the day I heard our baby girl’s first cry as she entered the world will always stand out. That is a given. But the one memory that will always capture my heart is the one we created here in the Days Inn. We had no money to spend, yet somehow, a little tree, lights, and a few decorations were provided. The reason this is my most treasured moment is that, even though we had very little, we managed to show our three-month-old daughter the most valuable lesson anyone could ever pass on: love, resourcefulness, and the joy of making the best of what you have. Here’s a refined version with improved punctuation and flow: to surround yourself with people who love you, no matter what; to appreciate what you have; to be grateful for what was given—this will always be my favorite memory. It was in that moment I felt complete, because I now have a little family to share this Kong size bed withAnd now, life feels like pure bliss.

    Let me know if you’d like to add or adjust anything further!

    Trina Vazquez

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    • I love the way you tied all of these profound moments together yet still found so much joy in the simplicities of life. The themes of your story are very intimate yet universal. You drew me in with the king sized bed for 2 and made me wonder how your story would end. You did a great job drawing the reader in and describing your beautiful memories.…read more

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  • My 2024 Glow

    The year is slowly approaching its end
    And I have so many great memories
    It’s hard to choose only one
    But I do notice one commonality
    All my favorite memories of 2024
    Start and end with you
    My Bae and I
    Did vision boards to start the year
    I surprised her with a Valentine’s Day date
    To see B. Simone
    Later in February
    We ended up going to see
    Elevation Worship and Steven Furtick
    We laughed a lot
    At We Them One’s Comedy Tour
    Hosted by Mike Epps
    We missed each other for days
    That turned to months
    Until we were reunited for my birthday trip
    To Phoenix, Arizona
    That started off a little rough
    But ended up with plenty of sun
    Rest, relaxation and quality time
    Then in September
    We ended in Houston, Texas
    For a much needed escape
    Great food and the Waterfall Park
    Were just a few highlights
    Until you drove countless hours to Atlanta, Georgia
    For One Music Fest 2 day music festival
    Sexxy Red was a no show
    But GloRilla did her thing
    We had a blast
    Until the trip had to come to an end
    Now it’s December
    You are here at my side
    As the holidays aren’t the same
    I’m thankful we get to spend them together
    As we both are missing our Moms
    This is the best time of year
    And the best moment of the year
    Is truly you being with me
    When all I need is your support
    Going to see the tree
    At Rockefeller center
    Brought back the Christmas spark I’ve missed
    So thank you Bae for being a part of making 2024 a blessing!

    Tracy Barnes

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    • This poem radiates love and appreciation! You provided vivid snapshots of the journey you took this year while also sharing what it means to you to have someone by your side. I love how you highlighted high and low moments, and then ended by sharing your gratitude for everything. Thank you for sharing!

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  • Goodbye 2024

    My best memory of 2024? Would probably be my worst. It was a year of many worsts. But this is about the best, so back to that. Looking back over the year, the loss of my father would be my favorite memory. I know it doesn’t make much sense. Don’t get me wrong I’d give anything to have his laugh back in the room, but he found peace. His suffering and his struggle were over. Then there was the beauty of his last day. He may not have been conscious, but he was present with the whole family that day. The best part of it all, his testimony of his faith as he lay dying. It gave all those around him hope, and feel their faith in the moment. Testing his legacy. So yeah, the memory my father passing actually makes me smile a little. It’s one of my best for 2024.

    Jeremy Merrin

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    • I love the way you began this piece. I was immediately drawn in and wanted to know more. I wouldn’t expect someone to say that the loss of their father was the best memory, but the way you view his death is beautiful. The fact that his peace overrides your grief is so wholesome and shows how much love you have for him. You captured the bittersweet…read more

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  • Garden of Memories

    Another year for the books
    Many trips into the unknown
    What a long journey this has been
    But I didn’t go through it alone

    My body is no longer my prison
    But a shell that I must keep
    With reconstructions here and there
    It has become the home for me

    I walked through a garden of roses
    I walked through the streets of L.A.
    Spotted “New Flowers” in cracks on the ground
    They brightened even the darkest of days

    Some of the flowers have withered
    Dead leaves fell in their place
    I’ve found new joy in bare branches
    For everything has its time and place

    The seasons don’t change where I live
    But I change with every step as I grow
    Everything is here for a moment
    I welcome, I love, I let go

    What will I take away from this year?
    It’s hard to choose just one
    Each moment was a puzzle piece
    Crafted by God’s love

    Open doors led to friendship
    A fellowship as well
    You took a plane, I took the train
    And we created stories to tell

    This year was a garden of memories
    I’ve planted the seeds that you sent me
    The kindest gesture in the form of a gift
    But the greatest gift of all is your friendship

    Thank you for your warm hugs
    Thank you for your prayers
    Thank you for all you’ve blessed me with
    And always being there

    Cherie Matzen

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    • Your flow is wonderful! This piece feels very intentional, it feels like every line has a purpose and moves the plot forward. I think you did a beautiful job of capturing growth and gratitude while appreciating your loved ones. I think the description of flowers and puzzle pieces highlights the complex journey towards growth that you went on and…read more

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  • What Does A Storyteller Never Forget? To Remember

    They asked me what I could bring to the table. I told them the room. They said, “Why do you need the room?” I said because if not in the room, then I’m outside, and do you know what’s outside? Bugs. Things that bug and pest. Things that bug and pests tend to get noticed, raided, and even physically dismissed. But just like the atmosphere of an 8am court case, I’m standing on business, and in my room is where the table was made.

    The prompt for tonight’s challenge is to formulate and attempt to describe, for a moment, the greatest memory of 2024. I can already tell you that every great memory that now submits for me for 2024 includes a desk or some sort of table, where I believe divinity manifested the return of my Unapologetic nature and Curiosities about self, immersion to my immediate and extended, perhaps even cosmically inclusive, environments and ecosystems, and why all of that matters. My favorite memory, if I had to isolate it to just one thing, that cannot overlap with anything else, it would be the first time that I got into a company designated vessel for a very high profile technological and navigationally Innovative and involved Corporation, and was able to feel the enclosure and borrowed security, vehicular security, of driving my first vehicle in over 6 years, that was not commercially licensed, and have the freedom to take it wherever I wanted it to go. For the first time in my life, being a black person with a company designated, dispensed, and accounted for credit card, with my name correctly spelled on it. Having a job and corporate cellular device that acted as the epicenter for how I would eventually maintain as well as fail and sustaining, what I would deem as consistently sufficient, communications with my superiors. I had no idea that buried within this particular memory, I sat on what eventually became my most thrilling summer yet.

    A 30-year-old man, from English Avenue, which is also known as an area called the bluff, in residential Atlanta Georgia. A product and incomparable abnormality of the Atlanta Public School System, who then fought and self-educated his way to not only the University of West Georgia but also all the way out to the University of Southern California, just to enter into a six-figure debt for a piece of paper that means nothing. That same 30 year old man, who really had to grow up and become someone who not only walked the walk but had to walk the specific talks that I’ve been privy to and kind of locked into with both the rearing and the passing of my mother only years prior. The same 30-year-old man who knew what hand towels and Rags were for, which is to dab the sweat off of the face, as opposed to continuing to run a race Against Time, community, and myself, when all you have to do, sometimes, it’s just be willing to take the next step, trusting and having the audacity to consistently believe that the next step, irregardless of Road or texture of pathway, mean something, even if you have to Define what that is. The very first time I sat in that company vehicle and closed the door, certain rooted emotions began to consume and then accompany me all the way from home in Kennesaw, Georgia to the dusty and wisdom paved roads of Dyersburg, Tennessee. I remember the bends in the evergrowing flatness of the horizon line up to St. Louis, Missouri. I remember the risk it was driving to Ottumwa, Iowa and the speed I never knew I could sustain trying to escape an inevitable traffic citation in Fargo, North Dakota, only after a long and enduring overnight drive through Sioux Falls, South Dakota, which only springboarded me right to where I finally was headed…Glendive, Montana. I drove every mile. I made it to every stop, every city, and completed every assignment that was allotted to me. At just 30 I can say that I’ve seen a lot of places. At 30, I can say I’ve gone out of my state, and not just because of some academia-based program, but for work. My favorite memory of 2024 isn’t a memory it’s an ongoing experience that just so happened to start when I hit a button that said push to start. I look forward to what the next year has in store, and I hope God is looking forward to our next Journey, because I will never be able to repay him, for the grace and continued favor I managed to find like grains of sand on the beach every day this year. I found me out on that road. And I finally brought him home. I look forward to more submissions to this platform, so thank you for the opportunity.

    Seulomon N.

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    • This was Phenomenal.
      It did start making me think of
      “Room Where It Happens” from the musical Hamilton.

      I believe in one’s life we truly are the driver of our lifes car. Endlessly watching for many things, pedestrians , signs and other cars. You were able to Witness the Earths first veins, no matter where you were headed you knew your…read more

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      • The fact that you would even make comparison to such a work of excellence like Hamilton…..I’ll make sure to sustain the quality, as do you. 🙏🙏🙏

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    • You are obviously very bright and your mind seems to be filled with ideas and brilliance! I love the passion that you poured into this piece. You blended raw emotion with vivid detail to tell a masterful story that kept the reader wondering. I love how you tied your journey into a broader theme of reflection and identity. The way you found…read more

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  • indigolove submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a poem or letter about your best memory of 2024Write a poem or letter about your best memory of 2024 6 months ago

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  • Tea, Strength, and Spring '24

    In Philly’s vibe, where art’s alive,
    Two friends meet, their spirits thrive.
    Orange and black, red and white,
    Colors dancing in the Sculpture Yard’s light.

    “What’s The Tea?” we came to see,
    Where flavors soothe and set hearts free.
    Tea like coffee, bold yet sweet,
    A soulful moment, a perfect retreat.

    We spoke of power, women’s strength,
    Of building bridges, going great lengths.
    A sound bath wrapped us in dreams untold,
    Spring’s fresh buds, life’s stories unfold.

    With strangers near, like Wonderland’s twist,
    Sisterhood formed, a moment not missed.
    Girl time healing, laughter flows,
    In the simplest of acts, the magic grows.

    Always make time for tea, my dear,
    A pause for love, for hope, for cheer.
    In every sip, a spark can gleam,
    In tea, we brew a brighter dream.

    AmbitiousBMarie

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    • I don’t know if you are aware of this hidden ability Within what you’ve just written and released into the world. If you go back over each one understands us, similar to that of let’s say reflecting over Life Choices every 10 years, if you take that type of methodological framing in slow or differentiate the pace and how you reread each stanza, it…read more

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    • Wow, This is amazing! Time with friends and family is so important. They allow us to connect, heal, release, love, and relax. I love how you described/told this moment/connection. You are so brilliant. Thank you for sharing your gift with us. The world needs to hear your voice. <3 Lauren

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      • Thanks so much, Lauren.

        I hold my family and friends so close. They say everything can be discussed over tea, and I was definitely happy to be with my dear friend.

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  • Precious Moments

    Dear Unsealers,

    If I’m honest 2024 was a blue and so was 2023. When I think of my favorite memory all that I remember is what I’ve lost. I do have favorite moments though, that are made up in my day. The birds that I hear that sing notes when life feels mundane. The squirrel that tries to hit me with a nut because well that’s his tree, so find another. The gator that sunbathes as I go for a walk. My cat thats asks me to play when I get too serious. If I have energy and venture out the conversations with strangers. No favorite memory just in between moments on the way to my favorite memory.

    Vanessa

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    • Just in case no one ever stops to reinforce this to you. Continue leaning into honest, actualized, and very self transparent acknowledgment and acceptance to your feelings and the ways in which you internalize and then adjust as a growing human being. To even be able to reflect over the last year or two and assign them a color, means you have not…read more

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      • You know this is the only place besides writing in a journal where I allow myself to feel blue and it’s taking me all this time to understand or have language to the feeling.
        I even appreciate not making commentary to uplift me in some way it did though by just feeling seen.
        I do feel less alone coexisting on this road with you and will come b…read more

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    • Vanessa, to be able to recognize and appreciate the little things in life is such a wonderful gift. Lean into that and enjoy every moment! Thank you for sharing and thank you for being part of The Unsealed. <3 Lauren

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  • 2024 Opened Doors

    My favorite memory of 2024 is walking out of those hospital doors.

    I closed my eyes as the sun grazed my face.

    Inside they called those “fresh air breaks,” and we only had one a day.

    A group of us would gather in line to go hit the pavement.

    45 minutes.

    While the rest picked a movie to sit with and stayed in.

    I had trauma to handle, but while I was there, I couldn’t stay in it.

    Head down, take your meds and don’t complain when,

    There’s pain.

    No matter the headache or nausea, there’s nothing you’ll gain.

    Do what they say if you ever wanna see home again.

    Between the new medication and the poison they considered food, I still question how I survived.

    The first 3 days I kept asking myself why.

    It was then I finally understood that nothing could ever replace…time.

    Covers over my head, knees to chin, just praying to get back to mine.

    192 hours.

    Finally, sunlight.

    I tried to run to my loved one, but my body was still weak.

    I moved cautiously during this release.

    Feeling the breeze again, saying goodbye to the nurse who became my friend.

    From day one she looked me in the eye and said, “You don’t belong here Mami,”

    Day four, she prayed for me and explained soon I would see my family.

    Day eight she told me, “I know I won’t ever see you here again.”

    I peered into the car mirror and saw a spirit I didn’t recognize.

    Crust built up on the side of my left eye.

    Tears I didn’t wash away from the previous night.

    There I was, just grateful to be back outside.

    A new season with too much to believe in.

    Misdiagnosis, but I’m still breathing.

    That was just a mistake which would lead me into my best season.

    Now I create bodies of work that help heal others.

    Realizing this is what it’s about, this is what it was all for.

    Summer 2024, my pain opened doors.

    I started writing more and stopped stressing,

    Channeling all the energy I kept suppressing,

    The minor and the major life lessons.

    ‘Twas the beginning of me turning all my pain into blessings.

    Imani T.
    @heymanixoxo

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    • Sometimes when we least expect it, the very things we expect to find stress in, manifest in ways of being some of the greatest life lessons. The tapestry that you leave with your words and your phrasing is Criminal, and I’ve enjoyed your great work from start to finish. If you lies in words were a race, I would gladly sit at the finish line, on…read more

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      • Solomon, thank you so much for your response. This is my first unsealed entry and I’m so grateful to be apart of this community already. Thank you so much!

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    • Aww, Imani, I am so glad that you were able to channel that moment and 2024 in healing, and then ultimately helping others. That is not easy, but you are doing it. You are strong, and you are inspiring. Thank you for sharing and thank you for being part of The Unsealed.

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