I once knew a woman who used to complain that her husband never posted her on social media.
Anniversaries came and went. Birthdays passed quietly. No long captions. No couple pictures. Nothing.
One day, she got upset and said,
“Other men are proud of their wives. You can’t even post me.”
He didn’t argue. He just nodded.
A week later, she fell sîck
unexpectedly. It wasn’t serious, but she had to be admitted for a few days. That man didn’t leave the hospital. He slept on the plastic chair beside her bed. He fed her.
He braided her hair when it got rough. He called her office to explain. He even learned how to warm her food the way she likes it.
One evening, she woke up and saw him gently rubbing her feet because she had complained about body pâin earlier.
She looked at him and said quietly,
“You didn’t go to work?”
He smiled and replied,
“My wife is my work right now.”
No Instagram post.
No Facebook caption.
But in that hospital room, she understood something.
Some people show love online.
Some people show love in real life.
The loudest love isn’t always the deepest. ❤️
‼️ IT’S ABOUT THE CHILDREN ‼️
While it seems like humanity is at the Great Divide, in reality we’ve been splintered by a 1000 different things.
These 1000 things have been neatly divided between left and right to make it seem like it’s one massive, forever uncrossable, abyss that separates us.
These 1000 things, for the most part crafted societal obstacles, have been CREATED to KEEP us divided and to KEEP us from focusing on WTF is actually going on.
These 1000 things prevent us from focusing on anything that could POSSIBLY unite us.
BUT
[THEY] didn’t think we’d find out about the children. We found out.
We SHOULD be able to unite over THIS 🙏🏽
THIS GUY knows👇🏽🔥