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Hi.
It's been a long time and maybe that is good, but I apologize for not closing this livejournal with more style and taste. I didn't even plan on revisiting this incredible piece of history until someone brought it's existance up. Of course, curiosity got the best of me and I couldn't deny myself. I had to look.
It has only been a year, but it seems like a longer stretch of time. Maybe it is because my writing has changed; I use fewer metaphors and write a bit more literally. Maybe it is because I have made new friends. Maybe it is because I had a xanga for a while. Whatever it is, life has changed. And I think it is beautiful.
If anyone reads this, I hope you are living. You know? (I apologize for using "you," I know it isn't allowed in formal writing, but I'm going to throw it out there for fun) I hope you are living. I hope you are breathing deeply. I hope you are seeing life around you. I hope that you are watching the leaves change colors and fall from their trees.
Yes, I sound like a tree hugger, but I am enjoying this life. And, I am going to continue to do so.
If you've never driven through the mountains of Canton, North Carolina---do it. They aren't moving any time soon; well, they could move, but I think they'll be there if you want to drive through them.
This might sound weird, but I want to wipe noses. I might even want to wipe noses for the rest of my life. I want to wipe noses, braid hair, clean feet, play hopscotch, and wipe more noses. You can't understand it, and I'm not willing to explain it, but all I can say is that I want to love people. Just love them, listen to them, hear their stories, cry with them, love them. I've already said too much.
Now, I am going to go ahead and talk about you. You might not read this, but if I am ever stalked again then it might be important that the following words are here.
"You" is Nathan. Don't worry, you don't know him. Unless you googled my name and happened upon this site, you most likely don't know him. I wish you did. You would like him. He's Nathan, and I don't know how to explain that. I still don't understand us, but all that we are is good. I think. And I like him. We are officially labled "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" but for some reason, those titles don't seem adequate or fitting. It's strange and different. And I feel like a child, but my mother says that one is supposed to feel childlike when experiencing something new. Oh goodness, it's beautiful.
So, I would like to say that I've been growing up a bit. In sheer numbers I have; I have reached 19. But, I am still simple and plain. I am still hopelessly dependent on the ones I love. I am trying to break the surface of Christianity, figuring out where I fit it. I do fit in. And that is such a freeingly beautiful feeling. I am seeing the beauty of my Creator, and I am loving him. Really, I am. It is glorious, and humbling, and painful. It is. Oh gosh, this life is incredible. Live it.
It's been a long time and maybe that is good, but I apologize for not closing this livejournal with more style and taste. I didn't even plan on revisiting this incredible piece of history until someone brought it's existance up. Of course, curiosity got the best of me and I couldn't deny myself. I had to look.
It has only been a year, but it seems like a longer stretch of time. Maybe it is because my writing has changed; I use fewer metaphors and write a bit more literally. Maybe it is because I have made new friends. Maybe it is because I had a xanga for a while. Whatever it is, life has changed. And I think it is beautiful.
If anyone reads this, I hope you are living. You know? (I apologize for using "you," I know it isn't allowed in formal writing, but I'm going to throw it out there for fun) I hope you are living. I hope you are breathing deeply. I hope you are seeing life around you. I hope that you are watching the leaves change colors and fall from their trees.
Yes, I sound like a tree hugger, but I am enjoying this life. And, I am going to continue to do so.
If you've never driven through the mountains of Canton, North Carolina---do it. They aren't moving any time soon; well, they could move, but I think they'll be there if you want to drive through them.
This might sound weird, but I want to wipe noses. I might even want to wipe noses for the rest of my life. I want to wipe noses, braid hair, clean feet, play hopscotch, and wipe more noses. You can't understand it, and I'm not willing to explain it, but all I can say is that I want to love people. Just love them, listen to them, hear their stories, cry with them, love them. I've already said too much.
Now, I am going to go ahead and talk about you. You might not read this, but if I am ever stalked again then it might be important that the following words are here.
"You" is Nathan. Don't worry, you don't know him. Unless you googled my name and happened upon this site, you most likely don't know him. I wish you did. You would like him. He's Nathan, and I don't know how to explain that. I still don't understand us, but all that we are is good. I think. And I like him. We are officially labled "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" but for some reason, those titles don't seem adequate or fitting. It's strange and different. And I feel like a child, but my mother says that one is supposed to feel childlike when experiencing something new. Oh goodness, it's beautiful.
So, I would like to say that I've been growing up a bit. In sheer numbers I have; I have reached 19. But, I am still simple and plain. I am still hopelessly dependent on the ones I love. I am trying to break the surface of Christianity, figuring out where I fit it. I do fit in. And that is such a freeingly beautiful feeling. I am seeing the beauty of my Creator, and I am loving him. Really, I am. It is glorious, and humbling, and painful. It is. Oh gosh, this life is incredible. Live it.