Your fingers entwined slowly with mine,
And suddenly life made sense.~Perry poetry
__________________Two months later
"I still can't believe it! He's about to get an apartment, I did it I helped someone" I gush out to Zara on the phone
"I knew you'd do it, someone with a kind heart and a mindset of never giving up was bound to make a difference in someone's life" Zara replies and I can hear the smile in her voice,
My mind is still reeling from today's talk, I remember a man walking up to me whom I'd seen from the very first day of this organization, and he said he got a job almost two months ago and that he's now looking for apartments, that he's not giving up until he's achieved his dreams,
I'm proud of the people who have not given up, there's a couple that has jobs, and slowly I can see their mindset shifting, how they get to the talks with a smile on their face and ready to gain another piece of information to help them out,
"You're doing amazing Vanessa...I'm proud of you" Zara continues, I hear her giggle and shush one of her twins in the background
"Mommies on the phone-you can have a treat only after you finish your lunch" she talks quietly
"Sorry bout that, the kids are hounding me for dessert before lunch" she laughs
"It's alright, and thank you, it means a lot to hear that someone's proud"
"Are you guys all set for the summer trip? It's just in a little over a month" Zara out of nowhere says
I chuckle "well I've already started packing, but Aaron thinks I'm doing it way too early"
"Yeah we'll men are dumb when it comes to the art of packing, I mean if I did what Enzo does and pack the day before the trip I'd forget like ten things I needed!" She exclaims
"Mhm...I guess it's an all-guy thing for them to pack a day before, Aaron does that too" I let a laugh out as I forward a couple of emails to Aaron
I let my gaze shift out to the window in my office, I smile as the sun shines through the New York buildings,
My mind wonders to the entry I read this morning before work, my dad's last entry...the last words he wrote me before he died,
𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘱,
𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘵...𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 the many 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳, 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝑎𝑏𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯...𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥...𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺...𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥.
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