A lot has happened this past semester. I feel as though I use that phrase a lot when I write; "a lot has happened." I guess it is true that life doesn't stop moving. Constantly growing, changing, learning, and loving every minute of it. As a very smart fortune cookie once told me, "Be optimistic. There isn't much use being anything else."
She moved here and it was beautiful while tragic. Love is always an adventure and takes us down many different paths of life.
Mustache party, braiding Say-zar's hair to get that perfect 80's hair metal look, decorating cookies into astronauts, carrots in the ceiling, my acceptance letter as a Resident Assistant.
Snakes on the path, celebrations, four wheeling adventures, graffiti to change the world, star gazing during a meteor shower, ridiculous signs at the church and embroidery shop, learning the two step to country music.
Birthdays, painted faces, superhero impersonations, compliments, rejections. Adventures before, during, and after formal. "We're going to gangnam!"
Sleep, no sleep, stress of final projects, a duck by the elevator, concerts, mexican hats, pictures while you make a toilet, playgrounds, hospital, fights, kisses, eleven, cigarette breaks, helping Mike back to his bed from the back parking lot, deep and meaningful conversations (at least in the moment), narwhals, premium quality, and graduation.
I wouldn't trade it for anything. I'm on a continually changing path, sometimes back and forth a few times before the real forward thrust.
If a movie is a pleasure to the eye, it did its job for the ratings. If a movie is a pleasure to the emotions, it did its job for the heart. I lost my way a bit this past semester. Without my friends and mentors I probably wouldn't be as confident to move forward as I am right now. Sometimes you get knocked down and it's a hell of a fight to get back up every once in a while but it is more worth the effort than I think I could put into words. I will keep my head held high and expect nothing but my best, whatever that is. Because that is enough for me. If I know that I've worked hard, even if I don't get the results I wanted, the only person I truly need to succeed is me. The only person I truly need to be proud of me is the person I see in the mirror.
Elephants are beautiful, majestic. The most great of all animals. They are Gods. They have many things to thank the creator for, no? We go further and further into space; no life. And we, as the most intelligent, the fortunate, have the audacity to question. I've seen elephants cry but do they pray? Don't worry, it's not a question to answer but to think about. Sometimes the journey is more important than the destination.
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