Things We Forget

I found a song that felt like home. Every time I hear it, I remember who I am beneath the noise.

I found peace one night staring at the stars. I realized the world was so big, and my pain was not forever.

I once found an old voicemail from someone who’s gone now. I can’t listen to it without crying, but I can’t delete it either.

I found my will to live at rock bottom. I keep it close because I know how easily it can slip away again.

The coolest thing I’ve ever found? Hope. I picked it up one day when everything else seemed lost—and I’ve kept it close ever since.

I found a note I wrote to myself after my brain injury recovery: “You survived.” I keep it taped to my wall to remind me that I still am surviving,…

I found an old stuffed animal I thought I’d lost as a kid. I kept it because it reminded me of who I used to be before the world got…

I found peace in the sound of rain one night and realized I didn’t need to fix everything to rest.

I found a postcard from a stranger that simply said, “Keep going.” I’ve kept it in my wallet for years.