Every so often you come across a blog that grabs you. You inevitably find it at 11pm and before you know it it’s two in the morning and you’re greedily reading every post they’ve ever published.
The Humans of New York blog is one of those blogs. It’s a simple concept executed to perfection. Uplifting, inspiring, thought-provoking… all those adjectives that don’t come close to describing how you really feel.
I love it when a small piece of a New Yorker’s life appears in my blog reader during the day. Sometimes it’s just the distraction I need to focus.
“I was never once afraid to fight. I was a brawler. A bull. I even fought in Madison Square Garden. But it knocked me out for a whole year when my mom died.”
“Saddest moment? How am I supposed to choose between losing my parents and seeing my friends die in Vietnam? I don’t categorize those things. Listen, a person is like a rubber band ball. We’ve all got a lot of bad rubber bands, and a lot of good rubber bands, and they’re all wrapped up together. And you’ve got to have both types of bands or your rubber band ball ain’t gonna bounce. And no use trying to untangle them. You know what I’m saying?”
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
“What’s going to be the hardest part about being a mom?”
“If you could give one piece of advice to a large group of people, what would it be?”
“Be kind and thoughtful.”
“What’s your greatest struggle right now?”
“Being kind and thoughtful. Because I’ve got some friends that are driving me freaking nuts.”
All images from Humans of New York – http://www.humansofnewyork.com