Kit Agnitti
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Kit Agnitti
@kitagnitti
All those moments throughout the days, weeks, months that don’t get marked on calendars with hand-drawn stars or little stickers. Those are the moments that make a life. Not grand gestures, but mundane details that, over time, accumulate until you have a home, instead of a house.
So why can’t I seem to do the same thing with my father? Why can’t I stop missing the dad I never had?
I can be here, in the moment, instead of watching for smoke, ready to run.
This moment, though fleeting, belongs to me too.
a part of me had still ached. Could feel that I was standing outside of things, waiting for the moment I would finally become a part of it.
Remember that a fine education can be found in places other than the usual.