Showing posts with label past. Show all posts
Showing posts with label past. Show all posts

1.02.2013

left unsaid...



I realized that maybe, okay, definitely, I left some of 2012 out.
And although it is now the 2nd, which apparently isn't as cool as the 1st, I am still going to spill the beans.

Last year was, and will forever be, one of the hardest years of my life. Every body is saying that, I know. But I feel as though you should know why 2012 was the worst year.

It all started about this time one year ago. Things were happening with my friends that caused me many sleepless nights, tears shed, many worries, and deep sorrows. But since that is not my story to tell, I wont.
Throughout the next few months, I was hurt over and over again by friends and first loves. Hurt, but not entirely broken.

Fast forward to graduation time. I was having a really hard time with that. Because, I was afraid of change, I didn't know what I was doing with my life, I wanted to stay in high school forever. Wanted to... just for clarification. Also, one week before graduation my parents were going through a tough time with business things that our family was stressed and worried every day. Annnd, I learned a secret about my father that I will never forget, and that did, even though I deny it, hurt me a little. For him, I won't share that secret.

Summer was different, as everyone was moving, changing, blah blah blah.

Because of the business issues I mentioned earlier, my mom was forced to resign from her job, and open her new business. Which was stressful, insane, but so dang worth it.

Then. Here we go. July 23, 2012, two weeks before the prospective opening date of my mom's new office. The day I found out the most life changing, terrifying news of my life. My mother, my beautiful, healthy, strong mother, was diagnosed with breast cancer. She told us that nothing in 'our family was going to change', she was 'going to be alright', and 'I love you, I love you, I love you.' That day, July 23, 2012 was my worst day. One week later she was taken into surgery. As my family sat in the waiting room, we all looked like the life had been taken straight out of our eyes. After a couple of hours we were told she was out of surgery and we would be able to see her soon. The date of her surgery was August 1, 2012.

Just to start this off, you should know that my mom is the strongest person in the entire world. Four days, yes four days after her surgery, she opened her office. August 6, 2012. Which was scary, insane, exciting, and nerve racking all together.

During the time of all this was my major turning point. When something is sprung upon you that is literally life or death, you realize just how much you have. Just how many people care. And just how much you love your family.

It was at that stage in my life where I stopped to realize the greatness that surrounded my life. But also the time in my life where I got more depressed than anything.

The next and last months of 2012 came and went as I thought about life and it's values every single day. Life is the most precious gift ever given, and if you are reading this, you are so incredibly lucky. At times we all forget the big picture, focus on the bad, and sulk, but we all need to stop. Life. is. great.

2013. That's whats next. And we are all going to take it as it comes and enjoy every moment of it, because you never know what the next day holds.

1.01.2013

one million memories.

Even though 2012 was probably the most challenging and hard year yet, it made me 10X stronger. I learned so much about myself, my family, and my friends. I made new relationships, lost some old, and made some ultimately stronger. I spent 2012 with the most amazing people on this planet. I just want to thank each and every person involved for making my life the special story it is. I wouldn't trade my life for any other. 

in 2012 I...
  • GRADUATED
  • made countless friends
  • found myself
  • went to my first concert
  • started a blog
  • ate beef for the first time since 8th grade
  • enjoyed life
  • took part in 2 stage productions
  • got accepted into AmeriCorps
  • met new people
  • made 100 skype calls
  • fell in love
  • became happy
  • said goodbye
  • lost trust/gained trust
  • smiled everyday
  • had an amazing year
  • spent the night in the hospital
  • saw Les Mis on stage and in theaters
  • got addicted to Pinterest
  • took a billion pictures
  • loved every second of it



201213
let's do this.

12.21.2012

love vision. ❤

I love heart shaped sunglasses.
I have had many throughout my years.

First they were red.
All the way back in 2010!
And then there were 2 reds.
  
Next white.
With rhinestones.
yeah, awesome. 

Then, recently I bought these neon orange ones.
which are the perfect heart shape.
 These are the orange ones.
you cant tell because it's black and white.
but here I am, 18 almost 19, still rockin the hearts.

Next on my list, you ask. 
these beauts. 

12.09.2012

always back to that feeling.

Sometimes that's okay, most times it isn't. To go back, I mean.
One day you are just going along, loving life, being happy.
The next you're forced back to the past, unhappy with too many thoughts, in the arms of a stranger that you know.
All I know now, is that I wish I could rewind the weekend.
Take it back a couple of days and figure things out.
Make it different.
That way, I wouldn't have this terrible thought looming in my once free mind.
And. . . if only I could make things right for those who are getting hurt.
They don't know how badly they are getting hurt, but of course, I do.
It's kept somewhat of a secret.
A deathly secret.
Whenever I feel this way, I sleep a lot.
Because more sleep means less thinking.
Unless I dream. . .
That's why I slept for 12 hours last night.
These are the feelings that make me want to leave today.
Get on a plane and leave it all behind.


But what I really need to do is shake it off.
Because, when you look at my life, it is still really amazing and happy.
And I am leaving in about 2 months, which is crazy.
So, I have to live it up.
I can't let this one person get me down, like always.
I have to make this about me.
Me.
and only me.
Something I can never do, but I am going to try incredibly hard to do just that.
My best friend is in town!
And that's enough to make me happy for a lifetime.


Anyways, here is a cute pic:


11.18.2012

that sick feeling in your tummy.

i hate liars.

there is nothing worse than finding out you were lied to about something that was really important to you.
the feeling of betrayal sucks.
i hate having terrible nights like this.
i just want to leave this entire town and all of it's stupidity behind.