Moments of Musing

Dear…

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give every day the chance to become the most beautiful of your life.
Dear Life,
Thank you for every experience you’ve given me – good and bad. This year has overall been one for the books. I’ve been through a lot but I’ve learned even more. I’m so excited to have more beautiful memories of you.
 
Dear Summer, 
You are my favorite. I’m so excited I get a couple extra months of you this year.
 
Dear Loved Ones, 
I love, love, love you. Your support and faith in me is one of my biggest motivators to go on. Thank you. So very much.
  
Dear Brother,
  Best of luck in college! I’m know you’re going to do amazing and love every second of college. I’ll miss you lots! But this isn’t goodbye – it’s see you later 🙂 

Dear Penn State ,
 This visit reminded me why I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat. Please take care of my brother!

Dear Hawaii, 
See you SOON! Please be kind with the bugs and rain.
 
Dear God,
  I am blessed because of you. 
 


So true! When I try and explain it I wish so bad people could take a peek into my mind and see it and feel it! once you have encountered the love of God, you will NEVER be the same again!
this encapsulates a few of my letters pretty well!
 
 
 
 

Moving my baby brother to college

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And as excited for him as I am, I am also quite sad.

We are 6 1/2 years apart so some people might not expect us to be as close as we are but I’m his second mom, sister, and best friend wrapped into one. When he was little, he’d sit by the door to prevent me from going out with my friends. Some nights, my mom didn’t let me out because she didn’t want him crying the whole night. I hated that. Now, I want to sit in front of the door and stop him from going away.

I’m so excited he’s keeping the PSU legacy in the family and he’s even been awarded the scholarship I was given and will therefore be living in the freshman dorm building I lived in, too. But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sad. Due to my college years, we spent a big chunk of 4 years apart. And now, it’s his turn, which equals another 4 years.
 
Of course, I am more excited than I am sad. I know he’ll love it there and he’ll do great. I can’t imagine what my parents are feeling. My brother and I are both leaving the house… and state. Just as the sign in my kitchen at home says, though:


 

Love Cures

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To those of you whom I have not really gotten back to – I apologize for being a bit absent from here. Recently, life sent me on a roller coaster. And not the amusement ride kind – I like those. They’re fun. This one was not fun. It was emotionally, spiritually, mentally, and physically draining. But all along I had love. Of God, my family, Tim and closest friends.
“We are partners for life.”

“You are our baby.”

“You will be stronger.”

“You’re an amazing person.”

“I am here for you every step of the way.”

“You will always be our little girl.”
They are the best support system I could ever have and I am forever grateful for them. 
I love each of those who stood by me very, very much. And I’m not sure how well they know that their love has helped me in ways I could never explain. 
Their love helps me to heal.
 

Quality > quantity

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This past weekend I spent time with my family and closest friends.

Growing up, I’d had a pretty big group of high school friends. There were about ten of us girls and a handful of guys. We’d go out in groups and it was fun, fun for everyone. Then, something happened and it changed my group of friends forever: I broke up with my ex. I know, you’re probably wondering “why does that matter?!”  Well, he happened to be in the group of friends. So there went my guy friends. And others were dating or close with the guys, so there went a handful of my girlfriends. Some were also upset I didn’t discuss my relationship problems with them. To that, I got pissed. I think I did the right thing by keeping mutual friends out of the crossfire of my feelings, actually. But that could all be a whole other post. 

The reason for this post is to acknowledge the good that came of all this mess: my true friends.

My solid smaller group of girlfriends. They say you find out who your true friends are during tough times – my remaining girlfriends have been that to me. These ladies (most of whom I’ve been lucky to have known since the 6th grade) have listened to my whining, crying, rants, are happy and supportive of my relationship with Timmy. I think we’ve gotten closer than ever within the last couple of years and I hope we will forever be friends.

It’s definitely going to be hard leaving them all, though. Heck, it’s hard leaving them to go to Hawaii, mostly because of the uncertainty of when I’m returning and the possibility of my long-term move following my return.

I know, though, that as long as I have these friendships, I’ll be more than okay. Because something I’ve really learned over these last few years is that friendship is much like other things in life: its quality is way more important than the quantity. And the quality of these friendships is unmatchable.