WHAT 2025 TAUGHT ME
- Chianti Warrior
- 3 days ago
- 1 min read
Updated: 3 days ago
In 2025 I learned…
Grief is not exclusive to the ones we’ve lost. Friendships and romantic relationships can be mourned too.
I can’t keep running from my potential. I was meant to be a leader.
Vulnerability makes you human.
Writing has saved my life. Again.
It’s the everyday quirks and interactions that mean the most. That’s what I think about when I miss my dad.
I’ve learned that my connection with my father hasn’t disappeared. It’s changed form. One of the places I feel him the most is in music. This poem came from that place.
Isn’t He Lovely
He’s in everything.
Stevie plays,
and I feel him.
I’m taken right back
to the back seat
of our car.
Eyes closed,
the seats vibrating
because of how loud
you’d have the music.
If it’s supposed to be
a happy memory,
then how come
I’m crying.
I cried the hardest.
More than I ever have
thinking about you
today.



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