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I am feeling so loved today.
Awoke to an email from my father. It is "Encourage a Young Writer Day" or something like that, and he wanted to tell me to keep working on my craft and not give up on my gift. Which is awesome, because I have been writing more lately and it feels so good.
Got a phone call from Katie, giggling at midnight, London time. Even though she's so far away, I still feel very close with her. And the eight hour time difference is really perfect. I wish I could visit now. I hate to say it, but I hope this year goes by fast. Because I could potentially take the vacation of a lifetime with her, and I'm looking forward to this more than anything else right now.
Talked to my little sister on the phone while trying on my bridesmaid's dress for her wedding. I nearly cried when I looked at myself in the mirror and realized this is what I would be wearing when my beautiful, talented, kindhearted LITTLE sister gets married. I can't imagine what a mess I'll be on the actual day. Geesh.
Had TWO letters in the mail when I got home from running errands. One from Emily and one from my Grandma. People underestimate the power of a letter. It is an indescribable feeling to be able to hold something someone you miss took the time to write. It feels good to know you are missed, and that someone was thinking of you.
Finally, read a beautiful reply to a piece I wrote by an even more beautiful Irishman. I think I convinced myself I was only a mediocre writer, and fell out of the habit. But I've been feeling the desire to be more creative lately and it's so nice to have someone support you and encourage you. There is a sweet intimacy in sharing something you created with another human being.
This is been one of my better days lately. And I've been having a lot of good days. It's supposed to be 73 this weekend. I can't wait for the summer.
I haven't been this positive since I was like, I don't know, 12 years old?
Awoke to an email from my father. It is "Encourage a Young Writer Day" or something like that, and he wanted to tell me to keep working on my craft and not give up on my gift. Which is awesome, because I have been writing more lately and it feels so good.
Got a phone call from Katie, giggling at midnight, London time. Even though she's so far away, I still feel very close with her. And the eight hour time difference is really perfect. I wish I could visit now. I hate to say it, but I hope this year goes by fast. Because I could potentially take the vacation of a lifetime with her, and I'm looking forward to this more than anything else right now.
Talked to my little sister on the phone while trying on my bridesmaid's dress for her wedding. I nearly cried when I looked at myself in the mirror and realized this is what I would be wearing when my beautiful, talented, kindhearted LITTLE sister gets married. I can't imagine what a mess I'll be on the actual day. Geesh.
Had TWO letters in the mail when I got home from running errands. One from Emily and one from my Grandma. People underestimate the power of a letter. It is an indescribable feeling to be able to hold something someone you miss took the time to write. It feels good to know you are missed, and that someone was thinking of you.
Finally, read a beautiful reply to a piece I wrote by an even more beautiful Irishman. I think I convinced myself I was only a mediocre writer, and fell out of the habit. But I've been feeling the desire to be more creative lately and it's so nice to have someone support you and encourage you. There is a sweet intimacy in sharing something you created with another human being.
This is been one of my better days lately. And I've been having a lot of good days. It's supposed to be 73 this weekend. I can't wait for the summer.
I haven't been this positive since I was like, I don't know, 12 years old?