Gitz

Gitz, Sara, is going Home. She might be there now.

I found her blog one night through (in)courage, not wanting to do my homework. I read it for a long time, and then was called upon to take care of a friend who'd had an injury, probably right as I was blog reading.

I've read her blog regularly since then, and felt connected to her.

She's going Home.

I'm sad, because I will miss such a beautiful person, even if I never got to meet her. But I am happy for her, because she will be healed. No more being homebound. No more being tired. No more hurting. Just joy. Joy Joy Joy. Her word. Her motto.

I am sad that her family has to lose her.

I am sad for Riley, her dog who has faithfully loved her, and been homebound himself these years.

I am sad, and I am happy.

Gitz, I'll meet ya at Home.

~P

and tonight He gave me fireworks.

i am fake.

i can't keep doing it like this.

this isn't me.

I am waaay different than everyone else.

waaaaaaay.

why am i not living that way?

i need to stop

and figure

it

out.

Five Minute Friday.

Five Minute Friday. In real life...

In real life I share things with people. Deep things, with deep people.

In real life I spin in wet grass and laugh at the wind, and skip under the stars, and this is normal. Not strange, not cheesy, not childish, normal.

In real life I am alone with J, marveling at how he made the trees and why he picked such a gorgeous color for the sky.

In real life I approach strangers and speak to them of love, and ask them what they are passionate about, and laugh with them.

In real life I am lovely, and I let myself be.

In real life I let myself be. I just be. With J. With people.

In real life I enjoy the simplest things, I have real conversations with people I love, I share with them my heart.

That's real life. This, this is not real life.

This is living, and finding joy in simple things, and enjoying...

But in real life I am different. In real life I know I am loved and beautiful, and have things to give and teach. In real life I know that I am God's girl. In real life I let myself be emotional and deep and melt into piano music and dance when I am happy or sad or pensive...

Much

My weekend was rather difficult. But it made me so thankful for the life I have. And it followed through my week. Here are some things that happened, or things I am thankful for this week.

a good conversation with a friend

random sightings of other friends

my first jamba juice smoothie

the weather- chilly/windy/rainy

dinner with a good friend

the sunset tuesday night shining right into my face

swing dancing tuesday night-crazy fun

play-doh party with my friends and a children's story

a walk at night with J and the wind

monarch butterflies

a new Noticed one around

a letter from my sister far away

a book I needed arrived

re-connecting with some more friends

seeing dogs

having the door held for me properly*

looking down into puddles and seeing up into the sky

sweet time with J

renewed motivation- a solid time studying

enjoying my classes

I will be adding things. The day is young yet. :)

What is good in your life today?

*The proper way of door holding means that the holder (preferably a guy) waits for the other person to go through before going through at all, and in such a manner that the person going through does not have to touch the door at all. It was especially nice for me because it was raining, and still he waited for me to go inside first. That is chivalry right there.

Things that are Good

I am oh so blessed. I forget this.

Last year, when my room was always busy, there was almost never anyone in the lounge, and I got a lot of quiet time in there. This year people are in there all the time. At first I was a little annoyed, but then I realized, I don't need the lounge like I needed it last year. Last year's lounge wasn't the norm.

My family has its spats, but the spats are much less often than the good times.

I am so thankful my thoughts don't revolve around money.

I am so thankful my family accepts me as I am. There are things I could change, definitely, but it isn't a constant battle to meet unrealistic expectations.

I am so thankful for this little bit of space that is mine. I am so thankful for the cooler weather today and the clouds, and my comfy bed, and this desk... and and and....

It's good to have less fun experiences so your gratitude for what you do have can swell up again.

loved

I feel loved.

More on this later.

---> ok it's later :)

Yesterday I had posted an event on facebook for prayer. People I don't even know that well responded to it. They don't even know the person. It was touching.

and then someone went out of their way to help me have a deep conversation. Also sweet.

I feel loved by the community here, even though I don't know them well.

And I love Nicole in Granada as well. :)