Wednesday, August 14, 2013
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Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
I would love to decorate my whole house in maps.
I like roads and I love cities.
I like that we are movers.
Lots of times.
Someday this will get old.
For now, I find it delightful to create our own list of favorite places and things.
I long for those places of homes past.
But more than that, I have a recurring pit in my stomach because of all of the dear people we've left in each place.
It makes my heart pound.
I miss all of those people and I am so thrilled to have each of them imprinted on the story of our lives.
Every day I wish that all of the incredible people that have made us US could all move to the beach together and live in beach houses all in a row.
And we could eat dinner together,
and walk in each other's front doors without knocking,
and let our children stay out late playing night games while we sit on the porch and play cards and drink Pellegrino.
Maybe that's what we'll do in heaven.
Until then, I'm just going to have to cover my walls in maps and remember how lucky I am to have so many people in so many states and countries to love.
I love all of you people.
I'm pretty sure you should know who you are.
If you don't, I've failed miserably at sharing with you how much you mean to me.
You mean a lot.
Monday, June 3, 2013
(I later found out that he had decided that this was the last time he would ask. If I said "no"...he was outta there.)
(What did I have to lose?!?! I was risking public humiliation here, people.)
He took my hand and walked me out onto the dance floor and said
"if you were so nervous about coming, you could have just done some YouTube videos"
and then he laughed...like it was a joke.
I followed up with an awkward giggle to which he responded
"you did YouTube videos, didn't you?"
I was ready to shove the heel of the shoe that was too big for me down my windpipe to put me out of my misery but then he started dancing.
And I got lost in his eyes and made a fool of myself.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
We'll go buy a pretty dress and you can dance the night away surrounded by all of the people that wish their date would disappear too.
The best part is that you and I can go and eat ice cream afterwards and not be embarrassed when we've eaten so much that you have to unzip your dress.
Someday, you might not make the high school dance team.
It's ok. I didn't make it either.
Just promise me that you won't stop dancing.
Dance wherever and whenever you want.
I'll even dance in the aisle of the grocery store with you, if you want.
Just keep dancing.
Do me a favor and don't wait around for others to let you into their clique.
Be the letter-inner.
Remember that you make friends by being a friend.
Being popular means nothing.
Being kind means everything.
Don't ever confuse the two.
Don't follow the trends, set the trends.
Remember that those that carry themselves with confidence are usually the trend-setters.
Be proud of who you are.
Don't apologize for it...ever.
Remember that your Nana prayed every night that her children would be nerdy.
She says that nerdy people are the most sure of themselves and happy with who they are.
Nana speaks the truth.
Live in wonder.
Be friends with the teachers.
Be proud of the good grades that you earn.
Remember that every person in the world knows something that you don't.
Find opportunities to learn from everyone you meet.
They've got a lot to offer you.
Don't be afraid of hard work.
Big dreams require big work.
Don't wait around for someone else to make your dreams come true.
You've got this.
Don't be afraid of failure.
Failure is a sign that you are alive.
If we never experienced failure, success wouldn't be sweet.
Don't be a follower.
Be a leader.
Make it your goal to bring happiness to the world every day.
There are people crying in silent desperation all around us.
Let's find them and help them be happy.
The most important thing for you to know is that your parents are your biggest fans.
We spend so much of our day loving on you and kissing you that I'm not sure we'll ever be able to break that habit.
Sorry about that.
We will try to contain ourselves at some point.
That point is not anywhere in the near future.
If you ever wonder if I love you, come back and read this.
I love you so much that it makes my insides feel like exploding.
I can't describe this kind of love.
You'll understand it when you have a daughter of your own.
Until then, just trust me.
There will be disappointment and heartache during this thing called life.
That just means you are alive.