Yazi human behavioural development is a marvel to witness.
My one year old daughter did something naughty, and I reprimanded her by raising my voice at her (something she hasn’t experienced before). She doesn’t understand the words I’m saying, but she can tell I’m not happy with her.
She immediately cries and runs towards me (the very person causing her this distress) with her little arms open, asking for an embrace.
She’s running to one of the few safe spaces she knows: her father’s massive arms and chest.
Magic.❤️
To think there are men who bring these bundles of joy into the world and then run away from them. 💔
The version of me that loved reading, learning and feeding my curiosity is slowly reappearing. I’m back to reading again, podcasts and teaching myself new things and it feels like I’m reconnecting with a part of myself I’ve missed🤭