Amy Houck

To all the other weirdos that stop on their runs and walks to admire the way the sunlight hits the trees I wrote this song for you ❤️❤️💜❤️

I call this short “24”

You didn’t dodge a bullet.
You got hit… and kept breathing.

And people don’t talk about that part enough.
The part where you walk away but you’re not the same person who walked in.
The part where you smile, show up, move forward… but you’re still carrying pieces of what happened.

Not broken. Not finished. But changed.

Healing isn’t pretending it didn’t hurt.
It’s learning how to live with what it left behind without letting it own you.

You can be healing and still feel it.
You can be strong and still have scars.
You can move forward without lying about what it cost you.

You didn’t just “get through it.”
You survived something that tried to take you out… and you’re still here.

That counts for more than people realize.
love