I called my dad yesterday to tell him I had been thinking about Christmas Eves from my childhood. I realized that some of my happiest memories are of being a little girl at my grandparents’ house, being sent to bed early on Christmas Eve, and knowing the house was full of adults who loved me, all while waiting for the magic of Christmas morning. I could hear them laughing and enjoying each other’s company, and even today, I can imagine no better sound to fall asleep to.
Is there a word, though, for knowing a nostalgic memory can never be revisited? Because telling my dad all of this also made me sad. My grandparents are no longer alive, and I will never be that little girl falling asleep on Christmas Eve again. All I can do now is try to create that same kind of magic for my own kids going forward.
When ARG advertising goes wrong… F’ing crazy that Apple can just hijack people’s fridges like that lol. You will eat ze leftovers and have every inch of your personal life & attention span commodified.
The smart fridge ad:
in my tony soprano era (having deeply symbolic dreams, eating large ice cream sundaes in front of the TV, having panic attacks, wearing ratty pajamas, failing to connect with those around me in meaningful ways)
I remember finding taco bell sauce packets in a drawer of the refrigerator, and that's what I had to feed myself for and entire weekend when I was 8 years old
I remember when I hid in a closet and ate bad sandwich meat at 2 a.m. when I was 14
Before she died, my mom used to tell this cute story about how she found me eating jarred salsa with a spoon when I was 3, I just "loved it so much," but what she didn't mention was that a jar in the fridge door was all there was for me to find for myself to survive on
I have a lot of memories I never want children to be forced into reliving for the rest of their lives
I don't know if it's brokenness or lack thereof that makes people so wicked, but I'm going to choose to be grateful that you don't know what it's like or hope you can overcome what has made you so rotten
It's one thing to be a troll on the internet and another to actively advocate for the starvation of people you have deemed lesser than you
No, I wasn't born to people who were the shining example of hard work and good choices, but I also starved just like you think I should have, and I will never be able to forget it
$35 a year to prevent that for even a single child I will never meet will be money well spent
This is the only trauma dump I will ever write; I hope that it finds you well, and you truly consider what hunger means for millions of children born to parents and conditions out of their control
i actually feel genuinely sad for charli. this is just such a hurtful thing to do…to be the biggest pop star in the world & call an industry peer a cokehead bc she wrote a vulnerable & beautiful piece of music abt how she respects u so much that she feels small in a room w/ you