We chase the dream of a perfect day,
But imperfections won’t go away.
In this world of chaos, we stumble and sway,
Yet beauty hides in the mess we create.
Laughter echoes, but tears fall too,
In every hello, there is a goodbye too.
The sun shines bright, but my shadows loom,
In every moment, a story’s hidden gloom.
We quest for control, but life’s untamed,
Unpredictable twists and turns we can’t reclaim.
Yet in the midst of turmoil, we find our strength,
A resilience that guides us through life’s length.
So let’s embrace the journey, with all its flaws,
And find the beauty in the imperfect laws.
For life’s not about seeking perfection’s gleam,
But dancing with the mess, and making it our theme.
In the uncontrolled moments, we find our voice,
A unique melody that echoes our own voice.
The same melody that makes us make a choice.
Let’s cherish the imperfections, the quirks and the flaws,
For they shape our story, and make our life pause.
Rebecca, your letter beautifully captures the essence of embracing imperfections and finding beauty in the chaos of life. Your words resonate with strength and resilience. Keep embracing the journey and cherishing the imperfections that shape your story.
I am not a parent but I want to be one day today that ability to birth my own changed
In the quiet of the night, within my soul
I felt like a shattered bottle, burdened by misfortune
now fragmented on the ground
With dreams of motherhood pushed aside.
Tumors, occupants of my body
Whispering fear like a consuming fire.
My body, a battleground, weary,
Carrying the weight of lost dreams.
No gentle movements within my womb to experience
No little hands clasping mine to seal the bond.
The path to motherhood, radiant and clear
Now hidden from view.
Amidst this brokenness a flicker of light shines through
For not everything is lost despite appearances.
Though my physical form is fractured my spirit endures,
In the rubble resilience sustains.
I am more than the sum of my pieces
More than the emptiness in my heart.
In shards of glass reflections of a beginning emerge
Finding strength, in being reborn.
For family transcends blood; it is forged through connection
Love can be found in forms.
Though the route may have altered the journey continues
I will navigate through fields adorned with clover.
So I’ll gather all my fragments, one, by one,
Beneath the nurturing rays of the healing sun.
Even though I may never possess everything on my own
I’ll construct a life where love is eternally sown.
Within each shattered piece there lies a captivating tale to share
Of resilience, hope and how I stumbled into despair.
Yet I emerged more with a courages flame
Navigating lifes intricate labyrinth without any shame.
I am not merely a discarded shattered bottle left aside
Instead I’m a warrior with a stride.
In this journey, through lifes trials and tribulations
I find solace knowing that strength is born from foundations.
Rebecca, YOU are the warrior of all warriors. And whatever it is standing in the way of what you want, you have proved time and time again you have the fortitude to persevere through anything. Sending love!
Why should I love myself? Let’s dive in with fun,
For I am unique, a rare edition, second to none.
Graduated with honors, a brain quite something,
But still manage to trip over my own two feet.
From University halls to the classrooms I’ve led,
I’ve learned quite a lot, not just what books have said.
Special Ed to core subjects, I’ve taught with flair,
Even when my lesson plans fly above me and my students through the air.
In arguments, I’m a star, my emotions are tight,
Yet, I can’t seem to win when my jeans feel too tight.
Sensory panic the autistic embrace.
My dedication’s fierce, in every task I immerse,
But ask me to cook, and you might need a nurse.
A mentor, a tutor, a friend indeed,
With a heart so vast, I am a rare breed.
I’ve campaigned, I’ve coordinated, even made the Dean’s list,
And yet, finding my keys remains a mythical mist.
I laugh at my errors and embrace each mistake,
For each one’s a lesson, another step I must take.
In life’s moving theatre, I play many roles,
From educator to activist, I’ve scored a ton of goals.
Why love myself? For every stumble and stride,
For the courage to be me, without having to hide.
For my passion, my laughter, the joy I bring,
In this symphony of life, I’m truly the queen.
So here’s to self-love, in all its glory,
For I am the author of a powerful story.
A tale of struggle, of growth, of fun,
Yes, loving myself is a job in itself
As I am a pain in the ass to even myself.
I love how much you honored yourself and your mind. The infusion of humor made this light while also telling a wonderful story about how unique you are! It’s very inspiring to hear all the hype you have for yourself 🙂
The ending of this piece was so great. It made me smile at 2 in the morning. That is no easy task. You are just amazing! Thanks for sharing another gem! <3 Lauren
Shaking in my toes
Here comes my biggest low.
Every-time good hits
Something comes to blow.
Think of the positive, keep a smile on your face they say.
I say I try to do it just that way.
Yet my path diverges, my tune has its own sway,
For at day’s end, my way may never echo your say.
Life’s rhythm and rhyme, a dance of contrast’s blend,
Highs and lows entwine, an unpredictable trend,
Still, I strive to shine, resilience my silly friend,
Embracing each design, my journey to transcend.
Rebecca, your poetic reflection on life’s ups and downs is truly captivating. Your words remind us that we all face our own unique challenges and experiences. Your determination to shine through resilience is admirable. Embrace the twists and turns of your journey, for it is in those moments that you truly transcend. Keep shining brightly, my friend.
At 18 years old I was pushed down 150 stairs I lost part of my mobility from my waist down. Later I was chased out of a grocery story by the same guy due to my job.
As the dawn of adulthood arrived lifes journey began,
With dreams and aspirations the world embraced your plan.
Fate took a turn delivering a blow
Presenting challenges and a different path to follow.
In the midst of bliss when skies were clear
Your chosen path deviated,. You persevered without fear.
With a spirit and heart that shines so bright
You face obstacles that obstruct your sight.
From, within newfound strength emerges to prevail
A boundless courage and unwavering will to sail.
Unrestricted by limits imposed by destinys hand
You rise above undeterred and innately grand.
Though there may be moments of weakness or doubt
Your resilience tells a tale that transcends throughout.
Every step you take becomes a triumph in its right
A soaring spirit unconfined and unbound by plight.
Adapting is your gift as you redefine what it means
The essence of strength in all its scenes.
Your story becomes a beacon for others to admire
Inspiring hearts amidst trials that may transpire.
For in your courage one can witness with clarity,
A portrait of resilience to be seen in totality.
A testament, to fortitudes resounding song,
Staying strong when things have gone wrong.
Rebecca, your journey is a testament to the incredible strength and resilience of the human spirit. Despite facing unimaginable challenges, you have continued to rise above and redefine what it means to be strong. Your story serves as an inspiration to others, reminding them to stay strong in the face of hardship. Keep shining your light and…read more
In the midst of quietness, where words were scarce
A voyage commenced, yet misunderstood, by the world.
They dared to label you as a monkey
But you against all odds reached a destiny.
Initially non communicative, a bloomers beginning
Deep inside resided an indomitable spirit.
From whispers to soaring language
You have written your tale with cherished victories.
Amidst uncertainty and discouragement you paved your path
In the face of their skepticism you discovered the strength to persist.
Every word you embraced became a triumph, a tune
Proving wrong those who doubted while showcasing your resilience.
Your accomplishments stand as proof of your power
Defying expectations and soaring to heights.
From a canvas shaded with uncertainty you painted your perspective
Crafting a masterpiece, from all that you have known.
Oh future self adorned with success
A living testament to resilience in the face of adversity.
Remember the journey the struggles and battles fought fiercely
For your story shines as a guiding light for others to follow.Look into the mirror. Witness the achievements you’ve accumulated
A beautiful melody composed from a history of hardships.
Because what they saw as a monkey was truly a lion, within you
Fearlessly breaking through obstacles turning dreams into reality.
On the day I graduated a lone star shone brightly
With honors and triumph that seemed unlikely.
In the face of discrimination I held my head high
As I alone embraced this achievement with pride.
While others graduated without any strife
I battled biases throughout my life.
My strength, hidden behind Autisms veil,
A power, within that could never fail.
Being the recipient of such a grade
I earned this distinction despite the parade
Of doubts and prejudices that tried to sway
Yet undeterred I persevered every single day.
Their paths were free, from disdain
While I wrestled with enduring pain.
Magna cum laude, a crown
Worn amidst discriminations critique.
This special day of mine shines bright and true
Born from struggles they couldn’t. View.
May it stand tall as a testament clear
To resilience against odds.
Sheesh Rebecca, you are a brilliant writer. This piece, like all your others, is amazing! Thank you for sharing. Congrats on graduating Magna Cum Laude. I am so proud just to know you. I feel lucky to have you as a part of our community. <3 Lauren
In the realm of politics, they stood so tall,
A mentor, a friend, guiding us all.
Their wisdom and passion, a beacon of light,
Inspiring us to fight for what’s right.
But fate had other plans, a tragic twist,
A car rollover accident, a life dismissed.
Yet their spirit lives on, in memories we keep,
Their legacy forever etched, in our hearts so deep.
They taught us to be bold, to stand up and speak,
To fight for justice, for the voices weak.
Their absence is felt, a void hard to fill,
But their impact on us, lingers still.
So let’s honor their memory, with every stride,
Carrying their torch, side by side.
Though they may be gone, their influence won’t cease,
For their spirit lives on, in our pursuit of peace.
Rebecca, your heartfelt tribute to the influential figure in politics resonates deeply. Their legacy lives on through the passion and wisdom they imparted. Let us continue to honor their memory by carrying their torch and striving for a better world.
In the ever-changing dance of life, I find myself surrounded by reasons to be grateful. Each day, I am presented with a vibrant tapestry of experiences that remind me to appreciate the little things.
College is like an exhilarating adventure, where knowledge thrives and dreams are nurtured. It’s a place where friendships bloom like stars, illuminating the nights with laughter and love. These cherished moments with friends bring me endless joy.
My family is my sanctuary, providing unwavering support and serving as the glue that holds everything together. And then there’s my boyfriend, a guiding light through life’s waves. His warmth and love create an anchor where my heart finds solace.
Life throws hurdles our way, testing our strength and resilience. But it’s within these challenges that we truly discover our inner power. Embracing these hurdles becomes a testament to our resilience and marks the beginning of new journeys.
I am grateful for the gentle kiss of each sunrise, for a love that grows deeper with every passing day, for those moments of pure bliss. In this symphony called life, gratitude soars like the notes played on a beautiful melody. I hold onto all that I cherish, now and for all time.
Rebecca! This is so beautiful. College is such an amazing time of your life. I am so glad you are enjoying and soaking up every minute of it. And I always notice in your pieces your love for the people around you. You are so lucky to be surrounded by so much love and support. There is nothing better in life. Thank you for sharing and thank you for…read more
In a world of doubts, like a Rubik’s cube,
Some wanted to peel off labels, misconstrue.
But within me, colors danced bright,
A puzzle unique, a mesmerizing sight.
Therapists spoke of limits, an unkind fate,
But my parents, they didn’t hesitate.
They knew the stickers, they wouldn’t be torn,
Their love, like glue, strong and reborn.
Teachers, allies, in my journey of might,
Saw my puzzle, each color so bright.
From Special Ed, to mainstream flight,
They saw the pattern, beyond black and white.
I found my voice, embraced the hue,
A rainbow within, a story anew.
Now a mentor, lending my hand,
Guiding others to understand.
My tale, a Rubik’s cube so bold,
Unpeelable stickers, a story untold.
I stand here, a beacon, shining true,
Empowerment’s force, breaking through.
So here’s to us, each color, each side,
For every woman, a unique ride.
May my story echo, inspire the new,
Empowering others, to be true.
Sheesh! Rebecca, this is insanely good! I love this. So inspiring and empowering. You and only you know your limits, and you’ve clearly proved you have none. Your writing is really good. Just curious, what are your dreams/career ambitions?
My mother is an amazing writer and I take after her in that aspect she is absolutely amazing and doubt her writing and I would love if she published her things too.
I used to talk a lot. I’d do anything to keep the conversation going, to not be alone. If there was a lull, I’d say things like, “really?” or “wow” or “oh,” on and on. A filler. That’s all it was. Filler words had a hidden meaning to them; they begged, on hands and knees, and said, “Keep talking to me I can’t lose you I’d talk my throat dry if it meant you always had something to respond to.”
I’m not scared to lose anyone anymore. I’m only scared of letting the wrong ones in.
People come and people go. If I am the ocean, then I have to be mindful of what floats my way; everything either adds to my ecosystem or tries to destroy it.
It is not so terrifying to be alone, after all, because peace is more important than all else.
To be respected, you must not let anyone disrespect you again, because at the end of the day, the only one you’ll have to answer to is yourself.
To define what exactly it means to be worthy of respect is tricky. You could mention achievements or accolades, popularity, goals attained, money earned, but even that is worthless if you don’t have heart.
Who did you love and why?
Were you brave enough to bare your soul?
Did you protect the innocent or did you step on the good guys as a means to an end?
Did you fight?
Are you still fighting?
Fighting to live, to seek justice, to prosper, to be free?
I deserve the utmost respect because I am a survivor. Because I chose life. Because I will never stop fighting. Because I refuse to just be “alive.” Because I will become life.
Natalya, This is beautiful! I love this line: “I’m not scared to lose anyone anymore. I’m only scared of letting the wrong ones in.” You have nothing to prove to anyone and you don’t need anyone to be your friend. Just keep being you, and keep those standards high. Thank you for sharing, and thank you for being part of The Unsealed family. <3 Lauren
Natalya, you are absolutley correct! You do deserve the utmost respect. I read this twice and I nodded my head in agreement with each request. Because why shouldn’t we get good respect especially if we ourselves are putting good out into the atmosphere! My favorite line, “If I am the ocean, then I have to be mindful of what floats my way;…read more
Hi Natalya, Aiša here. Thank you for having heart–for sharing that very special heart of yours with all of us here. I was compelled to write back and let you know that I respect you, wholeheartedly. I too used to talk a lot. There were times when I would have done everything in my power [just] to keep the conversation alive. If it meant I…read more
You deserve it and so much more! Thank you for your true and heartfelt feelings. Often times we hide behind so much pain that we ourselves don’t seem to know our true selves. I struggle with this constantly.
Thank you for being authentic.
“Presently, I make countless donations
to the cause that is me.”
WHEWWWW!! That was a word!! One that I…read more
As I sit down to address you, I am reminded of the complex blend of qualities that define me. The absence of idleness in my character has always been evident; it’s not just a trait but a fundamental part of who I am. This characteristic has shaped my journey in profound ways.
From a very early age, life taught me that inaction would not serve me well. I recall those early days when I received a diagnosis of speech and developmental delays. At the tender age of three, I was entirely non-verbal and struggled with sensory impairments. Some described me as stubborn, unpredictable, at times exhausting, and yet undeniably adorable. Therapists characterized me as “nonverbal,” “delayed,” and even “a very pretty, well-dressed little girl.”
Our reliance on military insurance limited our access to local therapists and doctors. My diagnoses shifted between Apraxia, Autism, and Pervasive Developmental Disorder, depending on the week and the session. But one day, a therapist uttered a sentence that changed everything. “Your daughter will never do anything we could not train a monkey to do.” My parents and I left that door behind, never to return. I was too young to recall that moment, but I know it altered my life for the better. It transformed us into warriors, determined to conquer one challenge at a time. Initiative, determination, and hard work weren’t just characteristics; they became our tools.
Through countless IEP meetings, my mother’s unwavering dedication to researching, my limited vocabulary evolving into a rich one, and the tremendous support of teachers who recognized my potential, I found my voice. But it was more than words; it was pride, determination, and ambition. Yes, I still have quirks, and I acknowledge that I’m different from most, but I’ve learned that I’m capable and resilient. I’m the first to say “I can,” the most sincere in saying “I will,” and, while not always fearless, I am consistently determined. I understand that I won’t always be the best at everything I do or say, but as long as I maintain unwavering dedication, I can hold my head high.
So, ideal self, keep in mind your origins. You are a complex, expressive, unwavering, confident individual, perhaps a grammatical challenge to some, but one thing you will never be is indolent. Embrace your determination, persist in your pursuit of excellence, and most importantly, never forget the incredible journey that has shaped you.
Rebecca the doctors didn’t age their spectations correctly. You WILL do everything you set your mind out to do and you won’t do any of the things that do not serve you well. You are fearless beyond measure. You are maintaining that dedication, have the kind of life where you are captain of and sail smoothly away with. Your ideal self and your…read more
OMG! I love this line: “It transformed us into warriors, determined to conquer one challenge at a time. ” I also want @drew-zuhosky to read this. He will like it. NO ONE can determine your ceiling in life except you. You have so many reasons to be proud. And you owe it to yourself to go after every dream you ever have, as you already proved you…read more