Things We Forget

My old professor. Her emails feel like tiny pep talks disguised as academic feedback.

The friend who calls me out with kindness, not cruelty. Accountability wrapped in compassion.

My coworker who shares memes at exactly the right time. It’s a gift.

My mom—because she sees the best parts of me even when I forget they’re there.

My dad—because even when he doesn’t understand me, he tries.

The friend who finally left the relationship that was dimming her light. She’s blooming, and I’m proud.

My college roommate who still sends voice memos across time zones like no distance ever existed.

My guy friend always asks me how I’m feeling.

My parents. Their love is steady in a world where it is rare.

My cousin who follows her dreams even when they change every five minutes. Watching her is like watching courage in real time.