The Kind of Day You Don’t Post About May 24, 2025

The Kind of Day You Don’t Post About

May 24, 2025

Some days don’t need to be explained.

They just need to be felt.

Today was one of those days.

There was sunlight.

There was sweat.

There was silence.

And there was a conversation I didn’t know I needed—

the kind that opens a door you thought had been shut too long.

Familiar voices. Old stories.

Dust-covered memories that still hold warmth.

It wasn’t just catching up.

It was reconnecting with the roots.

There was a moment where I broke something—

literally.

And something else got rebuilt quietly in its place.

Covered by grace.

Held together by someone who sees me.

That kind of love doesn’t announce itself.

It just moves.

I didn’t write much today.

But I wrote something on my soul.

It reminded me that real movement doesn’t always look like motion.

Sometimes it looks like stillness.

Sometimes it sounds like forgiveness.

Sometimes it’s just the sound of someone saying,

“Yeah… I remember that.”

We train for days like this—

not to show them off, but to be present when they come.

Tomorrow will bring its own lesson.

But today’s will stay with me longer than I can explain.

So I’m sharing it—not because it’s finished,

but because it’s real.

A day written not in status updates,

but in stillness, memory, and meaning.