Tito on the Wall

“Tito’s on my wall” she turned to us and said.
“His face is what I wake up to at the end of our bed.”
We laughed at her comments, it first appeared as a joke.
But what was comical then turned to a lesson as she spoke.
“His image was there to constantly remind…
That we all suffer, someway inside.
That our hardships might seem many,
and so clearly defined…
But there is always one more that had it harder than mine.”

I love moments like those that appear in the blink of an eye.
Watch for them and take note before they pass you by!


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