the idea that there is enough DNA in each of our bodies that if we were laid out end to end it would stretch between the sun and Pluto seven times, and yet we still treat ourselves like we are very small. the idea that the universe loved us enough that it painted a perfect picture of itself in each of our cells to remind us that it is always, and yet we belittle ourselves and think that no one loves us.
The idea that we believe we are not walking miracles even though each footstep confirms it, each heartbeat is a chorus from the stars that made us :,)
“Your existence is valued, your existence is needed”
