I haven't posted anything in a while and A LOT has happened since my last post so if this post seems arey and totally all over the place, just bare with me :)
I want to talk about memories and what is important to you and me.
What makes something important? What makes something a memory that you'll never forget?
These couple of questions have been going through my mind lately and I've always wanted to know why some things I will always remember and some things... Just slip my mind. And not just memories, but people also. And that's where I want to start.
I GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL! I could not be more excited. I know tat high school was great and it was a huge part of my life, but I feel like I was ready to move on, meet knew people, discover me. I know that I am not even close to being ready to take on the world, but I know there is something out there for me. And I feel like there is a huge burden off my shoulders. No more worrying about popularity, going to school dances or trying to just get by and blend in. High school was there for us to discover who we want to be, not to define us. And now, I am off to new adventures and a new life.
These past two weeks have been just as exciting, if not more. I am finally 18, and now can get arrested for doing stupid things;) but also, I am going on a mission, as you all know, and I had the wonderful wonderful opportunity to become an Elder and go through the temple. These experiences were absolutely amazing. I have been so happy and I can see how blessed I have been, there is no doubt in my mind that this amazing church is true. It makes me sooo excited to serve that mission that I have been waiting my whole life for and to watch others experience this same kind of happiness.
So these were the big moments and memories that went on, but now I want to talk about a small one, but that I will never forget.
I had one of the best nights in my life ( that I can remember) on Thursday night. And now, I am a partier and I do crazy things, but this, may have been one of the most simple nights of my life as well. So when you're graduated and you have nothing to do with yourself, you reach absolute boredom. It's bad. And so when you finally get the chance to actually interact with another human, suddenly it's like that's the only thing that matters in life and it feels like you're on top of the world. (Hey!.... If no one gets this reference, be ashamed) so I finally got to hang out that night and boy, I... Cannot find the word that most describes it other than 'very enjoyable' I was taken to someone's secret/not hiding/thinking place and we talked for hours and never once did I want to leave nor was I bored. It was a perfect night and it seemed just that wonderful summer feel. As you can tell, I'm not being very specific, and that's on purpose. If you'd really like to know everything that happened, come talk to me. But I won't say everything. Because this moment I had with this person, I felt was special, to both of us. And I want it to be just for us:) so to sum it up: imagine the perfect most relaxing thing and then with someone that means something to you, and then times that by 10, and that's what this night was :)
Now I know this post is super long and if you're still reading, you must love me or just want to know the inside scoop ony life. Well I will keep this part brief: memories are great. We'll remember them forever. But it's certain objects or even people that spark our memories and feelings in that moment. I have met a lot of people and some I have had a special connection with. Recently, I have felt something that I haven't felt, ever. And this feeling cannot be ignored. I wish I could fully describe this feeling that I am feeling. But I will say this: when you meet someone and you can act your complete self around them, and you feel so secure and trusting and it seems like time stops when you're with them and it's like everyday is better when you see them and makes you so very happy and when it seems like you don't have to try, everything just flows and fits with eachother.... That is special. One of a kind folks. And you never want to lose that. Because that's Love, in my opinion. So do everything you can to hold on to that, even if you'll only be with them for 40 more days. Those days may be the last ever, or maybe be worth it later. Hold on to what you care for. And show you care for it. Actions speak louder than words
And so, sorry for my very in depth and deep post today folks. I am somtimes dramatic and when I get in the mind set, it seems like I could write a Jane Austin novel or a become an old man telling his grand kids 'well when I was your age...' Stories. Thanks for reading readers. Love sometimes is bittersweet. But not if you cherish it and always remember the memories.
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