Sunrise, Sunset…

I fall in love with the sunrise and the sunset every day. They are constant reminders that life goes on. No matter what, looking at something in nature that is so breath-taking makes me realize that maybe tomorrow the sunrise will be more beautiful and i don’t want to miss that one either, or maybe the sunset will give me a feeling that words have absolutely no way of describing. These feelings last about as long as the images before me last, a constant reminder that things can change in a matter of seconds. A once slate blue sky that is otherwise unappealing can erupt in to the most gorgeous oranges and reds across the horizon. Life, it goes on. And each day, we can only hope it gets that much better.

Never Good

i’m re-watching Everwood, season 2. i haven’t seen this show since it originally aired back when i was in high school. one episode, not the whole thing, but part of it, just stood out to me. what the 17-year-old boy (Ephraim) went through made me think of something that happened to me at age 16. saying goodbye to someone, having that conversation, that one where you mean so much to someone, that was the memory. and i just remembered how hard i cried. bleh. stupidity. so glad i wont have to think about random things like this next week while i’m working.

Missing piece.

My missing piece is 3000 miles away. I am no longer in search of one person to fill this “void” I thought was inside of me for so long. I found what was missing.

It’s amazing. Only a few days spent with people, who seem like absolute strangers on the outside, could make me feel more whole than I have ever felt my entire life. My missing piece isn’t one person. It’s composed of a bunch of smaller pieces, that when put together makes me feel a million times better, and more full than I ever could have imagined.

I can’t stop thinking about Washington. Specifically that one house with the Olympic Mountains painted in the background. I can’t stop thinking about the people who love me unconditionally that I finally really got to see. And I wish I could be more involved with their children’s lives.

So many sappy posts about how much family means. But when it’s been missing, and you finally realize that their little pieces are the perfect fit inside yourself, it means even more.

My throat is so swollen. Great way to start a new year eh? Is this cause I was never completely sick in 2011?

Really starting to wonder if it’s me.

Sequins on my dress = scratched up arms. Totally worth it though. :)

Debating turning on the Xbox…..
My eyes say no, but I’m not tired…

Today is off to a good start

Once I fully get my soul back, it’s under lock and key…. http://t.co/uORiPXkN