So. I broke my phone. Horribly. Like... cracked screen couldn't see a damn thing horribly. On Saturday I went to Verizon and when I got a replacement I learned that I had lost eveyrthing on my phone. (aside from phone numbers) I was not upset about losing my ringtones, or random pictures. However, I was crushed when the "No Videos Saved" alert basically slapped me in the face. I had lost all my videos from my old job.
Refer to an older post from February "Full Time Jobs Suck" to see how much that job meant to me, and how much those kids still mean to me.
Those videos were the last form of interaction I have with those kids. The kids I spent every day after school with my senior year of high school, and basically everyday in the Summer of my senior year AND freshman year or college.
I spent my LAST summer break ever working with children with autism and I do not regret one moment of it.
Its been so long since I've been able to go back and visit. Those videos meant so much to me.
One video in particular
My buddy Brandon was holding both my hands in his and singing "I wanna hold your hand" by the beatles.
This video genuinely made me happy no matter how bad my day went.
NOW my phone is a blank slate. Completey empty and ready for new pictures and videos.
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