Bob Odenkirk drops a heartbreakingly beautiful truth on Mike Birbiglia:
“Who are you jealous of?”
“Anybody who’s still got little kids at home growing up. No question.”
He explains: When his kids were young, he knew exactly who he was every single day.
“I didn’t have to ask myself, ‘What am I doing here? How can I be meaningful today?’
The answer was simple: Pick up everything between here and the door, make sure they get to school, have a laugh with them.
You absolutely know who you are.
You’re a dad.”
The quiet ache of purpose fulfilled—and now missed. Hits hard for anyone who’s been there (or wishes they were).
Dads (and moms) who’ve had that phase: Does this resonate?
Parents still in the thick of it: Do you feel that clarity every day?
You’re allowed to grieve the childhood you didn't have.
For the love that wasn't given and those apologies you never receive..
Grief is not always the death of someone.
It can be for the parts of us that died while we were still alive, stuck in survival mode...
I’m So fucking sorry to everyone who understands this.
An AWAKENED WOMAN will not dance with your ego nor lower her frequency to meet you.
You either rise to meet her or fade from her reality.
It's never personal - just vibrational.
Level up or vibrate out.
She's at peace either way.
~healingenergyquest
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Sometimes your only closure is knowing that you had pure intentions and a good heart. Others may decide to think less of you, but it isn't your job to prove your worth. It's your job to live, knowing your value doesn't decrease based on someone's inability to see your worth.