Look at the stars. Look how they shine for you.
I was very sad for the first half of the day and consoled myself with the fact that, hey, on the comedic side of all this, it is friday the 13th. Lets blame it all on a silly superstition. To add even more to that, last week I left my umbrella opened in my room for two days. What are the chances that because of this apparent foolish action of mine, for the first time in my life I felt so used and lied to?
Well, alright, I'm not superstitious but that would be quite a knee slapper, right?
Haha.
Yet tonight was beautiful.
I went with my family to the beach.
We had pizza and cokes and then walked on the shore.
We talked, and talked, and talked, and saw amazingly, beautiful, shooting stars.
There is something so uplifting about getting your feet wet on the ocean, at night, under shooting stars, and having those "Oh my god! Do you remember that time when...." conversations with the people you love.
An overwhelming feeling of confidence and assurance must have been traveling through the salted ocean water because as soon as I placed my feet in there, my mind thought, 'Wow. Everything will be fine.'
So I refuse to become bitter about all this.
I've always been very forgiving, and although this truly tested me in this area, I intend to remain this way.
Having anger only hurts me.
Movies tend to be a great way to cheer myself up and so I bought the Philadelphia Story. Here's one of my favorite scenes with James Stewart and Cary Grant. Hope you enjoy. =)
Well, alright, I'm not superstitious but that would be quite a knee slapper, right?
Haha.
Yet tonight was beautiful.
I went with my family to the beach.
We had pizza and cokes and then walked on the shore.
We talked, and talked, and talked, and saw amazingly, beautiful, shooting stars.
There is something so uplifting about getting your feet wet on the ocean, at night, under shooting stars, and having those "Oh my god! Do you remember that time when...." conversations with the people you love.
An overwhelming feeling of confidence and assurance must have been traveling through the salted ocean water because as soon as I placed my feet in there, my mind thought, 'Wow. Everything will be fine.'
So I refuse to become bitter about all this.
I've always been very forgiving, and although this truly tested me in this area, I intend to remain this way.
Having anger only hurts me.
Movies tend to be a great way to cheer myself up and so I bought the Philadelphia Story. Here's one of my favorite scenes with James Stewart and Cary Grant. Hope you enjoy. =)
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