I am blessed...
So today I was thinking about how blessed I really am. I keep thinking about those 11 guys who died in the mines, and how lucky I really am. They died working to take care of thier families and some probably never got to experience many of the things I already have in my young life.
I am blessed. I have gotten to travel with my favorite band, I will be going to Scotland, I have been more places than some have their entire lives. I have met more people and made more acquatinces and friends in my 22 years than some have their entire lives.
I got to meet my idol recently...Rosie O'Donnell. Can you believe it, it was the best thing ever. I can't even begin to put into words how lucky I am. I never in a million years thought I would get to meet her, and touch her, I really thought that seeing her on stage was as close as I would ever get. I was happy with that, but I met her, I spoke with her, I came in contact with her. It was beautiful in so many ways. I mean I know that she is just a person, like you and I, and that she'll probably, most likely never remember me in a thousand years, and that I am just another face in the crowd...but still. It meant so much to me. She took the time to speak with me, and treat me like a person, like a friend, and not just another face in the crowd. She really is a most spectacular person. I long to meet her again, I long to be her friend. I know that is crazy, but I feel like she is somewhere in my destiny as more than she already is. She holds an important key to my life that hasn't yet been unlocked. I figure it'll never happen, childhood fantasies of becoming friends with your favorite star, but still...somewhere in my mind there is something...something...I don't know what.
Our trip to NYC was profound in more ways than just meeting Rosie, I mean seeing the things you see on TV, for real, was amazing. Standing in Times Square, picking up the confetti I saw fall on TV, seeing the WTC site, and the Statue of Libery...it all seems surreal. The WTC site is still a very sad, very spiritual and holy place. Knowing what happened there, seeing the hole in the city, knowing so many lives were lost...the tragedy of it all. I would swear I could still smell the smell of burning buildings and rubble, though it was years ago...even if it was in my head...it was there.
But back to my original point. How many people get to experience all of these things. I'm only 22...what else does my life hold...I can only wonder, but I'm sure it's going to be one wonderful, amazing trip. It makes me so glad that my suicide attempts were indeed failed. Until Laters :0)
I am blessed. I have gotten to travel with my favorite band, I will be going to Scotland, I have been more places than some have their entire lives. I have met more people and made more acquatinces and friends in my 22 years than some have their entire lives.
I got to meet my idol recently...Rosie O'Donnell. Can you believe it, it was the best thing ever. I can't even begin to put into words how lucky I am. I never in a million years thought I would get to meet her, and touch her, I really thought that seeing her on stage was as close as I would ever get. I was happy with that, but I met her, I spoke with her, I came in contact with her. It was beautiful in so many ways. I mean I know that she is just a person, like you and I, and that she'll probably, most likely never remember me in a thousand years, and that I am just another face in the crowd...but still. It meant so much to me. She took the time to speak with me, and treat me like a person, like a friend, and not just another face in the crowd. She really is a most spectacular person. I long to meet her again, I long to be her friend. I know that is crazy, but I feel like she is somewhere in my destiny as more than she already is. She holds an important key to my life that hasn't yet been unlocked. I figure it'll never happen, childhood fantasies of becoming friends with your favorite star, but still...somewhere in my mind there is something...something...I don't know what.
Our trip to NYC was profound in more ways than just meeting Rosie, I mean seeing the things you see on TV, for real, was amazing. Standing in Times Square, picking up the confetti I saw fall on TV, seeing the WTC site, and the Statue of Libery...it all seems surreal. The WTC site is still a very sad, very spiritual and holy place. Knowing what happened there, seeing the hole in the city, knowing so many lives were lost...the tragedy of it all. I would swear I could still smell the smell of burning buildings and rubble, though it was years ago...even if it was in my head...it was there.
But back to my original point. How many people get to experience all of these things. I'm only 22...what else does my life hold...I can only wonder, but I'm sure it's going to be one wonderful, amazing trip. It makes me so glad that my suicide attempts were indeed failed. Until Laters :0)