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Yet another mushy “Thank You”

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I am a social being. Very. I really love people, I love being around people, talking to people, meeting people. I’m one of those extraverts that gets energized by being around people. But there is something about certain people. Those certain people that touch your lives in ways that no one else can. Commonly known as, friends.

I am one of those 4 quarters over 100 pennies kinds of people. I’ve been blessed by the amazing people that I’m able to call my friends. I’ve moved, a lot of times, and when you move, even when you move within the same county, you lose people and you gain them. Your life shifts, your friends do, but there are a few people that stand by you. That no matter the distance, no matter the circumstance, you’ve still got them.

I’ve been burned too. A lot of times. Sometimes you trust the wrong people. Sometimes you count on someone that you shouldn’t have. I’m a trusting person, I’m a heart first person, and that’s hurt me before.

But that’s not what I need to dwell on. Because I have this group of weirdos. I have this little band of weirdos that I am so very blessed to call my friends. I live pretty far from these people, and it’s really hard to keep in contact with them, but I value their friendship more than I could ever express. Especially because these people are there, even when there is physical distance between us. We use Facebook, Skype, and sometimes, even though it’s oldschool, we call each other. On the phone. Crazy. I know.

This past year I met some new people, and I strengthened friendships with people that I’ve known for years. I met some people here by where I live, and I met new people that come from up north where I will always call my home. This past year I got to meet fantastic people at summer camp that I am so looking forward to getting to know and getting closer to, and this summer marks knowing my best friend for 11 years.

I cannot fully express how thankful I am for my friends. They put up with my corny-ness, my weirdness, and usually they’re just as weird. 🙂 Being apart from them reminds me not to take them for granted, they truly are a blessing that I don’t take lightly.

So, to my friends, thank you. So much. For being there. For taking care of me, listening to me rant, being weird, skyping at weird times of night, everything, thank you. I cannot tell you how much you mean to me. I simply cannot put it into words.
To everyone else, don’t take those people for granted. Take care of em. They’re a gift. Such a gift.

Staring at the stars

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“We’re so lucky we’re still alive to see this beautiful world. Look at the sky. It’s not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there! Lighter blue. And blowing through the blueness and blackness, the wind’s swirling through the air. And there shining, burning, bursting through, the stars! Can you see how they roll their light? Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.” “Vincent and The Doctor,” Doctor Who.

I have a deep love of the stars. I’m not sure why, but I remember a year ago when I lay in the grass in Wenatcee Washington. I was staring up at the sky on a completely clear night. The stars were incredible. They were indescribable. They were so beautiful. I saw shooting stars, I saw more stars then I’ve ever seen before, I could see the curve of the earth I saw so much of the sky!

I’ve always loved the stars. But from that moment, I have fallen even more deeply in love with them. Stop and stare at them. Stop and notice just how incredible they are. Those white specks in the sky burn through space in uncountable numbers. How bright must they be? They shine and they dance across the sky! There are hundreds of thousands of pictures that telescopes have given us, that grant an even closer look at these stunning works of art. Their swirling colors, their patterns, their power.

The stars mean a lot to me. They have always and will always be there above me, smiling, reminding me. They’re not just mine.

Yesterday I had a birthday, and it was at 11:53 that I was talking to a friend over Facebook. I told him, it’s my last few moments of my birthday, everything goes back to normal tomorrow. He said I had time! Do something that makes me happy! I asked him if he’d look at the stars with me. He said he was looking. I picked up my laptop and quietly got out of my room and went to the backyard. I’m not sure where he was, but I know that he was looking up at the same stars as me… I sat outside, my arms wrapped around my knees, staring up at the stars as the clock struck 12, somewhere he was staring at the same ones.

Thanks for staring at the stars with me,
Thanks for adding to my pile of good things

To anyone else, look up at the stars. They’re a work of art that we take for granted far too often.

Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh

Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh

Dreams and Disasters

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“Dreams And Disasters” -Owl City

We were alone on the road driving faster
So far from home we were chasing disaster
Hard on the gas ’till the car caught on fire
We had to laugh as the smoked billowed higher
I wanna feel alive forever after
And you say, you say you wanna feel alive forever after
And I, and I, and I say

Follow the light through the dreams and disasters
Follow the light to the edge and the after
We won’t turn around, we will not slow down
Follow the light through the dreams and disasters

Think of the sun, and the sound of it rising
Still on the run with our eyes on the horizon

I wanna feel alive forever after
And you say, you say you wanna feel alive forever after
And I, and I, and I say

Follow the light through the dreams and disasters
Follow the light to the edge and the after
We won’t turn around, we will not slow down
Follow the light through the dreams and disasters

I just wanna feel alive
I just wanna feel alive
I just wanna feel alive
I just wanna feel alive

Follow the light through the dreams and disasters
Follow the light to the edge and the after
We won’t turn around, we will not slow down
Follow the light through the dreams and disasters!

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Pure Jubilation

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You know those moments that are just true and pure? Those moments of happiness that you simply cannot fully understand? I sat in the car with my closest friend. I moved here two years ago and still am working on finding community. And here I sat, getting a ride home from someone I’d met here. Someone who was now one of my closest friends and I was immensely thankful for her. We rolled down the windows, it was a gorgeous sunny spring day, there were flowers everywhere, we were headed down the freeway and we had the music in her car up so loud we couldn’t hear ourselves screaming along with it. We both knew the song, and we both were singing with as much power as we had, we didn’t care about anything else in that moment.

 

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