There I was, scrolling through WordPress, hoping for a prompt that would stir something deep—
maybe a question like “Write a letter to your 12-year-old self… but from your 82-year-old self,” or “You Weren’t Supposed To.”

Instead?
“What’s your favorite emoji?”

I almost closed the app.
Almost.

But then, my head slightly tilted, with that look.
You know the one—
The look that says,
“Well… this should be interesting.”
👀

Because why speak, when your eyes can whisper:

“You’re about five seconds from becoming a devotional story.”
“I’m your huckleberry… but don’t push it.”
“Oh no, I didn’t mute myself, DID I?”

The Many Languages of the 👀 Look:

Parents to Children:
The I dare you stare.
👀 = “I’m speaking through my corneas. Interpret accordingly.”

Spouse to Spouse:
It’s not just wide-eyed. It’s telepathic.
It can say:

“Did you just volunteer us for something?”

Sometimes 👀 means love.
Sometimes 👀 means war.

Grandmas to Grandkids:
That look full of love… and also full of you know better.

“I raised your mama—I can outstare you.”
👀 = Unspoken discipline, covered in butterscotch candy.

Best Friend to Best Friend:
This look doesn’t speak—it screams in silence.
👀 = “Girl, don’t fall for that again.”

It’s the emoji of solidarity, sarcasm, and spiritual restraint.

So Here’s the Truth:

If your eyes never go wide at least once a week,
you’re not living.
You’re just observing.

Because wide eyes don’t lie.
They speak in a hundred dialects of:

“Wait, what?”
“Say that again slower.”
“You brought this on yourself, and I’m here for it.”
“God is watching. And so am I.”

So no, I wasn’t planning on answering this daily prompt.
But instead…
my own pair of eyeballs pulled me in.

👀

They’re dramatic.
They’re nosy.
They’re versatile.

They can parent, flirt, judge, bless, and warn—all in one stare.

So maybe, just maybe…
this is my favorite emoji.

But don’t quote me on that.
I’ll deny it in public
and blink my way out of the conversation.