Tag: thankful

Put yourself in the way of beauty.

I’m grateful for the Sunset.
The sunrise too, but I’m rarely ever awake for that.

Several years ago, I was feeling lost, and I started driving to ghost towns around Texas and venturing out into towns and cities where no one knew my name. I was like a highway vagabond on my days off.

I fell in love with photographing the sky – especially the sunset.

No matter how ugly the day was, it always ended so beautifully.

It taught me that both endings and beginnings are magical.

The sky is never the same twice. Each day – it joins the sun and the moon to create something unique and I fell in love with that.

This is one of my favorite Cheryl Strayed Quotes:

There’s always a sunrise and always a sunset and it’s up to you to choose to be there for it,’ said my mother. ‘Put yourself in the way of beauty.

I hope you’re putting yourself in the way of beauty in your own life.

–S.

Golden Girl.

I was in a pretty dark place when Georgie came along. In more ways than one, she essentially saved me.

We grew separately and together.

I have a very vocal schnoodle, Ringo, and Georgie is a very silent, but hyper dog. I found comfort in her silence as I was battling my own.

We enjoy the same things – food and the outdoors.

You can usually find her in the grass, staring at the sky, or a tree swaying in the breeze, or a bird or a squirrel – just taking it all in.

Although, I’ve taught her a lot of things – to high five, to hug, to sit, to crawl, to jump, to look my way, to roll, she’s the one who taught me the greatest lessons of all:

1. You’re never too old to play.
2. Stop, look around, take it all in.
3. Love Saves.
4. We truly do get by with a little help from our friends.
5. Laughter heals.

I love you with my whole heart for my whole life, Georgie Girl.

–S.

Royal.

Excerpt from a recent birthday card to my friend.

This day – today – is our BEST day.

Yesterday is gone. It’s never coming back.

Tomorrow isn’t promised.

So, we can plan, write, hope, dream, wish, and fantasize about the future, and that’s all good and well, but all any of us really have is the 24 hours in front of us. And for some of us who woke up today, we might not get to complete our full 24 hours.

Some people didn’t wake up today. Some people lost a loved one today. Somebody was raped today. Somebody miscarried a child today. Somebody found out their partner fell out of love with them today. Somebody’s son was shot today. Somebody’s daughter was kidnapped today. Somebody was handed divorce papers today. Somebody found out their husband was cheating on them today. Somebody found out their wife is pregnant by somebody else today.

So, we need to really start counting our blessings. What we DO have versus what we don’t.

We need to practice gratefulness daily.

It’s obviously easier to have an attitude of gratitude when you feel good about yourself, when you’re happier. But through times of sorrow, of grief, of pain and heartache, we have to maintain those things that we are grateful for.

I know I’ve said – I understand why someone would not want to be here anymore, but I DO want to be here.

Sometimes it gets so dark, and the light is hard to find. It feels as if it might never shine on you again, but we have to realize that the light comes from within. That we are the light. We are the answer.

You’re so beautiful. Don’t roll your eyes or laugh, hear me out here. People tried to break you down. They used you. They manipulated you. Your giving heart and your kind spirit, they took advantage of it. But you persevered anyway. You stayed beautiful inside. You never switched up. You never let the losers and the cheaters and the beaters and the abusers and the fraudulent souls change your light inside.

Did the flame flicker? Yes it did. Does it shine as brightly as it probably should? Not always. But does it shine? Despite all the odds stacked against you. Your spirit is unbreakable, that’s one of the main reasons you are so beautiful. Your resilience.

A TRUE Queen.

–S

Ode to the Love of my Life.

At the time this letter was written – I referred to music as the love of my life, but as I’m healing – I realize that I AM the love of my life. Now, I would say that music is probably my oldest friend, my forever companion. My mother told me that I have loved music for as long as she can remember.

Music,

When I think back to my earliest memories, there was you.

On my hand I can count the number of things in my life that have been constant and you always make the top five.

Thank you for staying up with me when I couldn’t sleep. Thank you for keeping secrets. Thank you for believing in me when I didn’t believe in myself. Thank you for picking the best movies. Thank you for your words of wisdom and strength when I could not put together my own. Thank you for being a distraction right before my biggest presentations. Thank you for studying with me. Thank you for crying with me. Thank you for thousands of drives around the city. Thank you for blocking out sounds that I didn’t want to hear. Thank you for nights out on the town. Thank you for always being around for road trips.

Thank you for your consistency –  summer, winter, spring, and fall.

Thank you for being there for the transition periods within my life, and for moving schools with me. Thank you for sleeping with me when there was no one. Thank you for being my someone. Thank you for using no words when the situation called for that. Thank you for always knowing the right words to say. Thank you for understanding heartbreaks, and the times that I ran back to the wrong people. Thank you for being my friend when I felt that I was the only person in a room full of people.

You walk with me in everything I do.

I am forever grateful to you because you have shown me true love. You heighten every situation. I don’t know where you end, and where I begin. It has always been us two.

Your whispers in the dark. Your yells in the night. Your repetition when you think I can’t hear you.

Sometimes, I overlooked you in moments when I thought I found something close to your existence, but more than ever I remember how in love we have been, how in love we are, and how in love I hope we will be.

Wherever you are, I am home. You are everything. Everything is you.

Music, even if we never get that old thing back, I want you to know that you are and always have been the love of my life.

Yours,

–S.