People are a lot of things at once, right? We’re more than separate things. It’s the way we are. We’re intricacies, emotions, contradictions, systems in and of ourselves. We’re more than a single entity in the way we function biologically, psychologically… spiritually. Different organs, feelings, beliefs blend in a way that doesn’t quite mix perfectly to make a medley that is the individual. So you can’t define a person by a word, a number. Even a couple of words or numbers. It’s what makes us beautiful, imperfect, lovable… worth appreciating. Our complexities make us unique and indefinable; free. So… your daughter can’t be a GPA. Your son can’t be a title. Your daughter-in-law can’t be an adjective. Your parent-in-law can’t be a stereotype. Your son-in-law can’t be a position. Your father can’t be a role. Your mother can’t be a machine. Your sibling can’t be an outlet. Your friend can’t be a miracle worker. Your partner cannot be an expectation. We are people, all of us. We cannot be labeled as one definitive thing. We are not things; we are human. And just like a label that isn’t fit for the shifting material it is put on, our labels, our numbers, our names for others will peel off. So don’t bother wasting your time putting sticking them onto people. Instead appreciate them, appreciate their uniqueness, their many facets. Find the parts of people you love the most, and instead of deluding yourself with expectations, blinding yourself with words and numbers, fall in love with those parts. Don’t forget them. Remember that love. Don’t let your ignorance of the multi-faceted nature of humans betray that love. Ever. You’ll find yourself understanding more about others… and, in essence, yourself.
