Why Do The Good Suffer?

Ahh, so school’s out for Summer and I don’t have a job. That’s a good and bad thing. I did save up a little while working during the semester in case I did get into a predicament such as this, but I would like to have a job. Anyway, I hope all is well with everyone and your Summer is going fantastically well! Since school is out, I do fell like some stress has lifted but once one thing leaves, lord knows other things will take its place. So two of  my best friends are getting married next Summer, so I have no friends here at home right now as they’re planning for their upcoming nuptials. So, I’m stuck sitting around the house bored out of my mind.  As they’re are planning for their big day, only one of them has become self-centered and, honestly, becoming Bridzilla way too early. But, that’s neither here nor there. We’re all self-centered sometimes. I just keep telling myself only 1year 1month and  16 days until that’s over and hopefully she gets over herself. But, I doubt that will happen. The lawsuit is almost over, thank God! I’m so tired of this. However, as this one is coming to a close, another one has opened. This one is against my mom by a company she used to work for. I can’t believe this. It’s too unreal. But, I’m trying to be strong for her. It’s hard because she’s under much unnecessary added stress which she takes out on me, therefore, causing the claws to come out and us to go days without talking to one another.

Anyhow, this question got brought up in Sunday school class the other day. “Why do the good suffer?” My response, ” I think all people suffer. Each test we face is very different from one another’s, however if I were to face your trials I might not be able to handle them and if you were to face my trials you might not be able to handle them. Every one suffers, we just have a tendency to notice it more so in “good people” because we feel as though they don’t deserve it but somehow the “bad people” do.  I mean if it wasn’t for the bad times, how would we know to appreciate the good and stay humble, and if it wasn’t for the good we probably would feel as though we have no  reason to live. I do think that sometimes, one outweighs the other.”

Keep me in mind this week, please. It’s going to be really tough on me because it’s my dad’s birthday and father’s day, so I don’t know how this is going to go. He’s been gone almost 9 months now and it seems like it just happened this morning. I can tell I’m getting real emotional which doesn’t help with the added stress going on around here. Also, my brother’s coming home for his birthday this week which also will not help since he’s a champion instigator. He and I don’t really get along, so also please pray for that. I hope all is well with ya’ll and I’ll be praying for ya’ll as I always do. Thank you for letting me rant on here.  I don’t want to seem conceited to all of my friends who too are going through some hard times. I know everyone is! As I said, I’m praying for ya’ll too!  Always remember, you may have some BIG problems but God is BIGGER!  If you ever want to talk, shoot me a message! Have a blessed day and God bless! 😀 😀   “


I Sure Miss You

Ok, so I’m so sick of everything going on in my life right now, as I’m sure, most of you are. I miss my dad so freaking much. My cousin was on Facebook and made a status about him and I read it and just began to cry. There is a massive hole in my heart and I thought with time it would heal, but I’m not feeling anything. I can’t even walk down the street on a gorgeous day without crying. I’m sick and tired of crying. I feel like my insides should be the Sahara. My family, all except for my cousin and his wife, hasn’t talked to me since the funeral which has been 5 months now. One of them even deleted me on Facebook. Really? Grow up. Then my dad’s brother’s wife’s sister wrote on my wall, “Leave my family alone. You delete me  or whatever but you leave my family alone.” Ok, first of all I’m not any relation to you, therefore what’s going on between them and me is just that, between them and me. Second of all, you haven’t talked to me since I was about 6 or 7; I’m 21 now, pretty sure that makes me an adult, also pretty sure that means it’s none of your freaking business. Third of all you’re like 45, grow up. Don’t post crap on my wall for the whole freaking world to see. Fourth of all, if you absolutely have to make what’s going on between them and me your business get both sides of the freaking story you incompetent heifer. I’m so tired of fighting with every one. I’m so sick of this little town. I’m so sick of the pointless gossip. I’m so sick of so-called Christians and I am one! I’m so tired of fighting period. Stuff like this runs through my head all the time then I look at what Jesus went through and I feel badly for complaining. I then look and the people I met down in New Orleans this past Summer and I also feel badly because they don’t even have homes. I wish I were one of those people that could use stress as a motivator but I don’t I just get emotionally static and shut down. Then I get on here and type of every single thought and feeling that courses through my body. I have so many emotions going though me right now. The main one being anger. I’m praying so hard for the anger and bitterness to go away but I feel as though my prayers are hitting the ceiling, bouncing off and hitting me on top of the head. Some days are better than others but for the most part, my life is getting on my nerves. You don’t know how badly I feel for saying that, because I know it could be 100 times worse than what’s happening to me right now. This is a song I found after dad passed away. This isn’t him or my family but I like the song.  


The Storm

We hear it all the time, someone says, ” there’s something so beautiful about a storm.” I agree and I’ve said it many times. There’s something so soothing, yet frightening, beautiful and calm, yet disastrous about a storm. I think a storm, of any kind is nature at it’s best and purest form. It shows you the fury it can unleash when two forces come together. I, myself, believe that a storm is one of the most amazing things I can experience. I love to sit out on hot Summer evenings and watch a storm sneak in as the sun sets. There is such a calmness as you see the dark Cumulonimbus clouds approaching.

Picture it, you’re sitting  on a hot asphalt listening to your ipod, soaking up the final few hours of sunlight.  You’re facing west overlooking a wide field and there’s nothing but pure calmness and stillness.  As you’re sitting there, you see a big, dark, grey Cumulonimbus cloud silently making its way toward you and your home. It’s been a hot, Summer day and even now, with the sun setting, it’s still 80 degrees.  That’s part of living in the South. It’s hot at night, but hotter during the day. A slight breeze begins to stir. As it stirs, you see the leaves on a few of your Maple trees turn to the underside. This is always a good indication of a storm, or rain at least. The breeze is warm, at first. As the cloud moves in you see that it’s part of a larger system of darker, bigger clouds. You take your headphones out of your ears and actually begin to watch and listen to the storm come in and feel the changes in the wind, and you can feel the temperature drop. You know it’s going to be a big one. You hear the first rumble of thunder, no lightening yet. The sun has set, the storm is almost overhead, and the temperature has dropped about twenty degrees. The thunder is more vigorous and aggressive now and added to it are loud strikes of lightening jolting across the clouds. You can see rain in the distance. You hold on to the last few moments of dryness. As you do, the rain begins to pelt you and the ground below.

As this is an actual storm, we face storms in our life on a daily basis. Some are bigger than others. Some can last for more than just a day and some may last for only a few moments. There is always something beautiful about it, though it may not feel like it while you’re in the midst of it. Some storms may only have rain, some may have hail, rain, thunder and lighting, or any sort of combination. No matter what they may consist of, they are all beautiful in their own way. No storm is the same. Once one storm hits, it’s gone forever and there will never be another like it. Each storm you go through, makes you stronger and wiser. With it, comes rain. Rain is good. It washes away the dirt that is collected from day-to-day activities, it nurtures, and without it, it would be impossible to grow. Now you maybe thinking of plants, but the same is true for us. Some storms produce hail. Meaning they are rougher than others. That’s like us. Sometimes we compare what we’re going through as being a “living hell.” A storm is refreshing if you let it. It can awaken you if you allow it.

No matter what you’re facing hold on. It will get better. You know someone once told me, and it’s even a popular phrase (maybe worded differently). ” There can’t be a rainbow without rain.” Yeah, you’re going to face some hard days. We all do. Just try and face it head on and know that it will get better and there will be a rainbow in the end. I’m praying for you! Remember, “This too shall pass.” 😀  


People Don’t Write Sonnets About Being Compatible

So, I have seasons 1-4 of Gossip Girl on Netflix. . . Don’t Judge! 😉 As much as I didn’t want to watch the show, I have become addicted to it. One relationship I wanted more than anything to work out is Chuck and Blair! They are amazing together and I think I wanted them together more than I have ever wanted any couple together. Well, I just finished the final episode of season 4 and something Blair said really made me think. . . I know! Who would’ve ever thought that something being said on Gossip Girl could make you think. But it did. Blair said, ” About being happy? Chuck, that’s not the most important thing. People don’t write sonnets about being compatible, or novels about shared life goals and stimulating conversation. The great loves are the crazy ones. L’amour fou.” Chuck replied, “There’s a difference between a great love and the right love. I left the Empire State Building last year after two minutes when you didn’t show. Louis waited all night. This is your chance at happiness. You think you shouldn’t want it ‘cause you’ve never had it and it scares you. But you deserve your fairy tale.” This whole scene really made me think! Especially the parts I have in bold. I have loved this guy for 10 years. Now, before you start judging me based on that, let me give you the short version of our history. He and I met when we were 11. He and his family were the first family to move into the subdivision my uncle had just built. He built it right behind my house. Meaning, my yard runs into one of the houses’ yard.  Anyway, we became best friends. He and I both have an older brother. At the time, his brother was 13 my brother was 15. We all hung out in a group. We would go over each others’ houses everyday. We would all ride four-wheelers together. During school, we worked on homework. We spent all of our time together. Matter of fact, he helped me through my parent’s divorce. He would text me and ask what I was doing, if I wasn’t doing chores, he would come get me on his four-wheeler and we would go riding because he knew I didn’t want to be in my house. One summer night, before his and my eighth grade year(we were 13), we were all swimming together. Well, they left to go play video games and he and I kept on swimming. We had one of our talks and just hung out. . . the usual stuff. Well, it gets late, we get out and go inside. He goes to his bathroom and I go to the guest bathroom to change. I get done before he does and I’m standing outside of his door waiting for him so we can go downstairs and play video games together. Well, he opens the door and comes out in just a towel. My God! My insides are turning flips. I’ve had a crush on him since I first met him and now here he is standing in front of me with nothing on but a towel. I’m in shock. I hear something in the living room, turn around to see what it was, it wasn’t anything so I turn back around and BAM!!! Towel gone! I’m standing there thinking, “OH, MY GOD! I want to pounce on him like a puma. . .” But, there was this little voice in my head that said, “You’re 13, you can’t do this!!!” He proceeded to tell me he loves me and that he wants me to be his first and he wants to be my first. My heart melts. Well, nothing happens. I go downstairs, he puts his clothes on. And we go on as though nothing happened. And we haven’t really talked since. I gave him a kiss on the cheek graduation night and that was the extent of our communication since all that happened. This is the same guy that I was talking about that showed up at my dad’s funeral. I love him with all my heart and now, apparently, he and his girlfriend are talking about getting engaged. When I found this out, it about killed me. Anyway, getting back to what I was saying. Now that you know all of this, maybe now you understand that I do love him. I do not use that word loosely. And the flame that burns in my heart for him will never be put out. No matter what. And tonight when Blair said that, it really made me think about him and me. I have loved him for 10 years now and with something like that it’s not going to go away. But, I also thought about what Chuck said too. And he does have a very valid point. Maybe the love that is shared between him and me burns too hot for it to actually turn into something. Then, maybe it was like a comet. It was burning hot only for a few moments, but now is gone and has left a lasting impression that will forever change me. I don’t know if our love is the “right love” Chuck talked about or if it’s the “crazy love” Blair talked about. I’ll have to wait this one out. But, I can say this. To this day, I’m not sorry that I’m a virgin; I’m not sorry about what we shared. However, I am sorry that he took what happened that night as an insult meaning that I didn’t love him or want to be with him. When, there’s not a day that goes by when I don’t think about him. So, I tell you all of that long stuff to say this. . . If there is someone out there you’re in love with. . . GO AFTER THEM!!! Find out if it’s meant to last or if it’s only there to give you a good story to tell! 😀 


You Get More Bees With Honey Than With Vinegar

I feel bloggers get a bad rep.  I recently told one of my friends that I have a blog and he busted out laughing at me. Why? I have no clue.  What is wrong with blogging? There are people out there who blog for a living, as in they get paid to do it. . . Now that’s nothing but pure awesomeness! Anyway, blogging is nothing but an artistic representation of who a person is. Maybe one blogs because they feel as though they have no one to talk to. Maybe they blog because they want people to see their creativity. Maybe one blogs just because they want to feel as though they are somehow connected to the world. Whatever the reason may be, I respect bloggers. I mean, I don’t look at them as any less of a person. I’m not just saying that either. Even before I had a blog, I never really thought about those who did blog. If someone were to tell me, ” Oh, hey! I have a blog.” I wouldn’t have thought anything of it. . . Actually, I might have and thought, “Wow, that’s pretty awesome.” I understand people need a creative outlet. I myself need one. However, I don’t think of it as all that creative. . . I just feel it’s me standing on my soapbox. And unfortunately, you readers have to hear it! 😀 Hey, I’m not forcing it on you. . . You choose to get yourself into this mess! 😉 Anyway, I just don’t know what all the commotion is over blogging. Me personally, I use my blog to vent. It’s the only time I feel I can let every thing out without any of the following: pity, judgement, rudeness, and commotion. I blog because I feel as though I have the ear of the whole world and in some weird way, it’s all confidential. Oxymoron, much? I know, but it’s the truth. This is the one place I feel as though I can get on here and say whatever feelings I may have, however contradictory they may be, and receive zero judgement for them. I know I can get on here type everything I have to say and I won’t have anyone looking at me saying well, you need to think this, or awe, you poor thing, or any garbage such as that. If you don’t agree with my point of views then you don’t have to comment. You can respect them, though. I mean yeah, you’re going to run into people online, as in the real world, who do not share your views. Well, that’s to be expected. If  we didn’t, honestly, I would be kinda freaked out. But, it’s all about respect. You can disagree with a person but still be respectful. . . I feel as though people, these days, think that it’s impossible. Well anyway, I am going to step down off my soapbox and go on about my day! Much love 😀 


Ah, the sound of mediocre repetition!

Hello, lovelies! I hope this post finds you full, happy, and thankful! I hope all of your Thanksgivings went well and you find yourself truly blessed! My Thanksgiving went better than I had expected. My mom and I didn’t fight. My brother and I, on the other hand, did. Well, what’s a Thanksgiving dinner without the usual sibling argument. However, my brother handled it better than normal. Instead of the usual hour long fight, this one was only about 10 minutes. He and I both bit each other’s heads off, and I went into the living room to cool off. He came out here and got me and said hey, let’s go hit some balls. So, he and I went outside and hit some golf balls. And chatted for a while. He knows I’m under a lot of stress and told me, in his on way that it’ll get better. I love him for that. Yeah, he and I have our differences but he is there for me when it really matters. And for that I love him. My oldest brother hasn’t talked to me since my dad’s funeral, which was over 2 months ago; however, he can go over to my aunt and uncle’s house and visit with them daily and go to church with them. He knows what they’re doing to me but continues to hang around them. Well, all I can do for him is pray for him and hope that God really gets his attention because I know I can’t. No matter how much I want to yell at him, curse him, and throw things at him, I know that will only make matters worse. So, for now, I’ll just continue praying for him. That’s all I know to do. This Thanksgiving wasn’t the same without my dad. I missed him so much. This time of the year I would be with him at his house. I would’ve had Thanksgiving morning and afternoon with my mom, then later that night about 6 or so, I would’ve went over to his house and had some of his fabulous cooking and we would’ve played cards until 12 or 1 in the morning. Then I would’ve woken up a few hours later Friday morning about 4 or so and gotten dressed and he and I would’ve trekked to the deer stand and had one of our amazing talks and shot a few deer. Then we would do it all over again Friday night and Saturday morning. I talk to him daily and miss him so much. But, I can’t help but think that his death, in an odd way, is bringing those who truly care about me and I together. There’s a guy that was there for me when my parents were going through their separation and divorce. He would ride to my house on his four-wheeler come and get me and say, “hey, lets go ridin’.” We were the best of friends and closer than anyone I’ve ever been friends with. He wanted to have sex and I told him we were 12 and I wanted to wait. I guess he took that as meaning I didn’t love him and he and I haven’t talked since. . . . . . He showed up at my dad’s funeral. My dad was a well known man. He was a police/probation officer all my life. And plus it’s a small town. There was a long line to view my dad and say their goodbyes. My mom told me that as his daughter it was my duty to stand by the casket as people made their way around. Well this guy, skipped the whole line to come up and stand beside me and talk to me. He gave me one of those long hugs that made me believe that everything was gonna be okay. We talked and he told me that if I ever needed him to call or text. He and I have been talking about some things and I can’t help but feel that maybe something good will happen this time. I mean, he’s in a relationship and I’m not a home wrecker. So, if he wants something, he’s going to have to break it off with her. But, I loved him 8 years ago and I love him now and nothing he can say or do will ever change that. I can’t help but feel as though he and I belong together. And maybe since my dad’s with the big man upstairs now he can put in a good word for me and pull a few strings. . .  😀 Hey, I need to laugh somehow. But, seriously, I miss my dad very much and I think about him constantly and talk to him more times a day than I can count. If he were here now, he would tell me to go for what makes me happy and forget everyone else. It will just give them something to talk about. So, the moral of this long story is just that. Go after what you want, you never know when it’s gonna be your time to go. Don’t wast life playing in the shallow end of the pool. Take your clothes off and dive head first into the deep end. So what if you tick a few people off. Do what’s right for you and worry about yourself because no one else will. 😀 


You’re The You You’re Meant To Be

As I sit here thinking about everything, I can’t help but wonder what my life would’ve been like if I were born someone else. Many people think that the outer man/woman is who you are. They forget to realize that who we are is our soul. We can’t help what shell our soul is placed in. I think of it like a turtle. A turtle is a turtle is a turtle no matter what color shell you place it in, it’s still going to be a turtle. That’s like us. Our soul is our soul. What we see as a person is the outer extremities and we think that makes up a person and we forget about how the person acts, thinks, feels, etc. These past two months without my dad being here, have taught me a lot. More than I ever could learn at school. I’ve really thought about quitting school and just setting out on the open road with the wind in my hair and my ipod blasting. I don’t because I promised my dad that no matter what I would finish school. And I am going to keep that promise. My mom came down last weekend and she asked how I was. I told her that I’m not doing too well. Her reply ” Well, it’s not like you saw him everyday so it shouldn’t be that bad.” Um, excuse me. . . My dad just died. She expects me to go on with school and go on with my life as though nothing has happened. Don’t get me wrong, I’m going to continue on with school; but, I haven’t even had time for myself with this. Everyone’s just pushing me the way they always do. Hey, do this, hey do that, on top of school, make sure you call your lawyer and talk to him weekly. Hey on top of dealing with your dad’s death your uncle is going to be a prick and show his ass so you have to deal with him. Hey you have to deal with your dad’s death, the lawsuit, your ACT, get into the education program, keep a B average, and worry about making enough money to support yourself so you can make 6 travels from school to home in three weeks when gas is 3.26 per gallon. How in the hell am I supposed to feel? Happy? Jolly? Not a damn care in the world? I’m sorry I’m pissed, I’m sorry I’m sad; but, I will be damned if I just sit here and be happy that he’s gone, happy that I can’t talk to him anymore. That’s what my mom doesn’t understand. My dad and I were just getting to talk to each other after 6 years. And after six years, he still knew me better than she ever did or will. No one saw that side of my dad and me. I can’t stop thinking about heaven and what it’s like. Heaven is more real to me now than it has ever been. I’m really dreading not having him here this Thanksgiving and Christmas. I honestly don’t know how I’m going to be able to make it through. Every year, I would go over to his house and he would be cooking. He was the best cook. He was so creative. I think what gets me the most is that he never taught me. I mean, I picked up a few things here and there; but, as for him really teaching me, he never did. He didn’t go by recipes. He just made it and if it tasted good he’d know how to make it again. If it didn’t he wouldn’t make it again. I don’t know maybe I’m being petty in all this, but I can’t help but feel this is all too much. I just want the holidays to hurry up and get here so I can be done with school, and have a break to actually confront this a cope with it. I want to get away from school, my family, and all the cares of this world. I just want to get away and go somewhere nice ,pretty and quite to face everything.  


Never Let The Sun Go Down On Your Wrath!

My roommate and I had another heart-to-heart last night/this morning! I got off work at 12 this morning and had one of my co-workers over who is a mutual friend. We all talked and then watched a scary movie, against my wishes, and then I took him home. It was all fun and everything but I couldn’t sleep. And whenever I stay up all night, I start thinking about everything. From, what am I going to write my paper(s) on? To am I ever going to get married and have children of my own? My brain is wired so differently and all these tiny little things that could never possibly connect with anyone else, connects with me. I’ve always pictured my life as a big book. And it never crossed my mind that  I wasn’t going to get my happy ending. Now, with everything that has happened, it can’t stop crossing my mind. I’m a very down to earth person. I don’t think of myself as “better” than anyone. We’re all the same just different details. I see this stuff happening to people all the time and I think to myself, “Wow, I have no clue as to what I would do if that were me. I’m just going to pray for God to help them.” And really, that is exactly what I think. It’s so crazy because now, I’m that person. And I have no clue what to do. I’m completely dumbfounded. My roommate told me last night, “I have no idea what I would do if I were in your situation. You have so much on you with your dad’s passing and with college and everything else. You make me believe in God, because I think to myself, well, if she can handle all this and still keep her faith in God, why can’t I have faith in Him? You handle everything so well. Forgive me for saying this, this way, but you’re one classy bitch. And I mean that with all respect.” As she was saying this I thought to myself, “that’s it!” God never puts anything on us that we can’t bear. He knows how strong we are and He allows us to go through hard times so we can be an example to those around us. If me going through an extremely hard time and keeping my faith in God gets souls into the kingdom of heaven then that’s okay by me. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like going through hard times, they suck, but I know God loves me and He’ll help me through it. And I have a peace about my dad’s passing. It’s a peace that no one can comprehend and I know that he’s better off. Don’t misunderstand me, I still miss him like crazy and I cry all the time but like I said God has given me a peace which transcends all understanding. I’m sad because I wonder how long it’s going to take for me to see my dad again. I wouldn’t bring him back for all the money in the world if I knew he was going to be in pain like he was. But, I just wish I could see him one more time. To have one of our talks like we would have in the deer stand. I loved those talks. We talked about everything. You only have one dad, one mom,  one brother, one sister, who are who they are and no one can replace them. Take it from me, you never know when your last moment with someone is going to be. Don’t let the last word you ever speak to the one you love be something of anger. Let the ones you love know you love them. Don’t ever leave the house fighting, and never go to bed angry.  I still cry at the drop of a hat and I still cry myself to sleep every night. But, one reason I’m at peace is because I knew my dad loved me and he knew I loved him. The last words I ever said to him were dad I love you. I know God is going to continue helping me. Always hold on to Him, never leave Him and I promise, He WILL NEVER leave you! 😀 


Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. . . . .

You know, there are just times in your life when you need to break down. You can’t be strong anymore and you’re just not capable of going any further without crying. This is one of those times. So, my dad passed away the 18th day of  September. He lost his battle with cancer and I honestly don’t know what I’m going to do. I hate talking about it because I don’t want people to pity me. I hate not talking about it because I feel as though I’m disgracing him in some way. He was my everything. He and I were just starting to talk again and really become close. We went deer hunting this past winter. He re-dedicated his life to Christ. I went to his house and visited him over the Summer and everything was going really well. Little did I know there was a disease on the inside of his body eating away at his organs. While he and I were laughing and cutting up, he was really in pain and slowly dying on the inside. He knew about it and just didn’t tell anyone; nor did he bother going to the doctor because he didn’t have any insurance. He was the type of man that would suffer in silence while he watched everyone around him have a good time. I’m trying so hard not to fall to pieces and just give up on everything and when I say everything I mean God included. I know I can’t though. I know I have to go on and strive for the goal. Before my dad passed, he told me that no matter what happened with him or in life that I had to stay in school until I received my degree. I hope that I can hang on through all of this because things have gotten messy around my neck of the woods since his passing. If there’s anyone out there reading this, I ask that you please pray for my family and me. Pray that we all have strength to make it though this. Pray for me that I may have a humbleness as well as a boldness and I not allow myself to get taken advantage of. Thanks for everything 😀


Quotes that remind me about the stuff that counts

  • “You’re going to come across people in your life who will say all the right words at all the right times. But in the end, it’s always their actions you should judge them by. It’s actions, not words, that matter.”
  • “So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s going to be really hard; we’re gonna have to work at this everyday, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, everyday. You and me… everyday.”
  • “You can’t live your life for other people. You’ve got to do what’s right for you, even if it hurts some people you love.”
  • “Sometimes you have to be apart from people you love, but that doesn’t make you love them any less. Sometimes you love them more.”
  • “When you’re struggling with something, look at all the people around you and realize that every single person you see is struggling with something, and to them, it’s just as hard as what you’re going through.”
  • “Nothing that’s worthwhile is ever easy. Remember that.”
  • “We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has only happened once, and that’s why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I’ll never forget a single moment of it.”
  • “I love you more than there are stars in the sky and fish in the sea.”
  • “You are the answer to every prayer I’ve offered. You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and I don’t know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have.”
  • “If you like her, if she makes you happy, and if you feel like you know her—then don’t let her go.”
  • “My daddy said, that the first time you fall in love, it changes you forever and no matter how hard you try, that feeling just never goes away.”
  • “Dreams are always crushing when they don’t come true. But it’s the simple dreams that are often the most painful because they seem so personal, so reasonable, so attainable. You’re always close enough to touch, but never quite close enough to hold and it’s enough to break your heart.”
  • “Mom says it’s because she has PMS.
    Do you even know what that means?
    “I’m not a little kid anymore. It pissed-at- men syndrome”
  • “you have to love something before you can hate it.”
  • “Passion is passion. It’s the excitement between the tedious spaces, and it doesn’t matter where it’s directed…It can be coins or sports or politics or horses or music or faith…the saddest people I’ve ever met in life are the ones who don’t care deeply about anything at all.”
  • “While I sleep, I dream of you, and when I wake, I long to hold you in my arms. If anything, our time apart has only made me more certain that I want to spend my nights by your side, and my days with your heart.”
  • “They didn’t agree on much. In fact, they didn’t agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other ever day. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other.”
  • “Life, he realized, was much like a song. In the beginning there is mystery, in the end there is confirmation, but it’s in the middle where all the emotion resides to make the whole thing worthwhile.”
  • “We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking. This is the great paradox.”
  • “I have faith that God will show you the answer. But you have to understand that sometimes it takes a while to be able to recognize what God wants you to do. That’s how it often is. God’s voice is usually nothing more than a whisper, and you have to listen very carefully to hear it. But other times, in those rarest of moments, the answer is obvious and rings as loud as a church bell.”
  • “In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go. At least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, and when the feelings got too strong, I’d write you another letter. But I never sent them for fear of what I might find. By then, you’d gone on with your life and I didn’t want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer. I didn’t ever want to lose that.”
  • “And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered. But most of all, I learned that life is about sitting on benches next to ancient creeks with my hand on her knee and sometimes, on good days, for falling in love.
  • “It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.”
  • “He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling in love. He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of stars, wondering how on earth he’d been lucky enough to find her.”
  • “Someday you’ll find someone special again. People who’ve been in love once usually do. It’s in their nature.”
  • “He was ordinary in a world that loved the extraordinary.”
  • “When I look in the mirror, I know I’m looking at someone who isn’t sure she deserves to be loved at all.”
  • “Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go. “
  • “Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common: They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they’re gone.”
  • “Every great love starts with a great story…”
  • “I call it God Light, because it reminds me of heaven. Every time the light shines through the window we built or any window at all, you’ll know I’m right there with you, okay? That’s going to be me. I’ll be the light in the window.”
  • “When people truly care about each other, they always find a way to make it work.”
  • “My Dearest Allie. I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you. Noah “
  • “You and I were different. We came from different worlds, and yet you were the one who taught me the value of love. You showed me what it was like to care for another, and I am a better man because of it. I don’t want you to ever forget that.”
  • “Loving someone and having them love you back is the most precious thing in the world.”
  • “It is the possibility that keeps me going, and though you may call me a dreamer or a fool or any other thing, I believe that anything is possible.”
  • “When I was seventeen, I don’t think I even knew what love was. But when it’s right, it’s right, and you just know it.”
  • “Never forget that God is your friend. And like all friends, He longs to hear what’s been happening in your life. Good or bad, whether it’s been full of sorrow or anger, or even when you’re questioning why terrible things have to happen.”
  • “Stay with you? What for? Look at us, we’re already fightin’
    Well that’s what we do, we fight… You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you’re being a pain in the ass. Which you are, 99% of the time. I’m not afraid to hurt your feelings. They have like a 2 second rebound, then you’re back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing.
    So what?
    So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now? What’s it look like? If it’s with him, go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again. If I thought that’s what you really wanted. But don’t you take the easy way out.
  • “You aren’t going to be her first, her last, or her only… she’s loved before; she will love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect – you’re not either. If she can make you laugh and if she admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to her and give her the most you can. She’s not going to be thinking about you every moment of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows YOU can break – her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad and miss her when she’s not there. Because perfect girls don’t exist, but there’s always ONE girl that is perfect for you
  • “What makes life worth living is knowing that one day you’ll wake up and find the person that makes you happier than anything in the whole world. So don’t ever lose hope and give up, everything turns out okay and the good guy always wins.
  • Don’t say we’re not right for each other, the way I see it, we’re not meant for anyone else.
  • Love is like playing the piano. First you must learn to play by the rules, then you must forget the rules and play from your heart.
  • “I’ve learned one thing, and that’s to quit worrying about stupid things. You have four years to be irresponsible here. Relax. Work is for people with jobs. You’ll never remember class time, but you’ll remember time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So, stay out late. Go out on a tuesday with your friends when you have a paper due wednesday. Spend money you don’t have. Drink til sunrise. The work never ends but college does.
  • Good love is like a fine wine it keeps getting better as the days go by!
  • “The young do not know enough to be prudent, and therefore they attempt the impossible — and achieve it, generation after generation.”
  • Sometimes you get to the end of the rainbow and the leprechauns went and booby trapped it!- Transformers
  • “Why’d you wanna marry me for anyhow?”
    “So I can kiss ya anytime I want!” – Sweet Home Alabama
  • What’s meant to be will always find its way
  • Love me for me, not who you want me to be.
  • Heroes get remembered legends never die…Follow your heart, and you can never go wrong. – The Sandlot
  • I’d rather have thirty minutes of wonderful, than a lifetime of nothin’ special. -Steel Magnolias
  • “Noah what are you doing?”
    “Just come on.”
    You’re gonna get run over!”
    “By all the cars.”
    “And what happens if a car comes?”
    “We die.”
    “Trust… You need to learn how to trust.” – The Notebook