PostSecret is a simple but miraculous project.
It's one of those things I cannot describe because to describe it is to take away from it.
A girl went up to speak. She said that her dad, due to habit and love, would change the eyes of her old teddy bear every time they fell out. Though her father is currently in the Philippines creating a new family with a new wife and a new son. Her teddy bear's head is slowly separating from its body and its eyes are falling out again, but her dad isn't there to fix it. She's scared that her dad won't be there ever to fix it again.If only you heard her voice, choking up between phrases; she struggled to clear her voice to keep on speaking. You didn't have to look at her to know that the very thought pained her. Her voice was laced with insecurities, with the need for someone to understand what she's going through. Most of all, I think for her to say it out loud gives her hope that somehow, someway, it will get back to her father and the hope that he will come and make things right.
But as we all know, life isn't that indulgent.
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