Don't Push Me Out, Just A Little Longer.

How many things do I have to be completely and hopelessly thankful for?  Great instances that I could never have imagined even if I tried.  Incredible people that I am constantly surrounded with, people I couldn't perfect even just a tiny bit more if I attempted to.  People who make me feel more me when I am with them than when I am not.  People that consistently challenge me to follow what I know is right, that give good advice but refuse to hit me over the head with it, people who offer a hand to help me up when I fail miserably.  My friends, my loves, the people who live right next door to my heart - how can I ever repay you for allowing me such a fulfilled and unique existence?  I am so indebted to each and every one of you.  For the learning experiences, the fights, the memories, the candid photographs from high school camping trips and weekends at the lake, the nights spent awake talking about everything in the universe until our eyelids won't allow it any more.  The blessings in disguise from relationships ended, the beauty in the restoration of them in the end.  If you feel like you fit the bill, I'm sure you do.  Thank you.

I only hope that all of these things that I have been blessed with will come back around in the end, that I may pass on some sliver of wisdom and love and knowledge and purpose and understanding that I have been so filled with time and time again.  Through circumstance, through individuals, through conversation, through silence.  Note to self: read next time you're feeling sorry for yourself and get the hell over it.  There is too much happiness in this life to dwell on one single moment of distrust and misplaced hope and disappointment.  Please don't forget.

"But it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world.  Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like  balloon that's about to burst... and then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain.  And I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life." - American Beauty

Soundtrack:
The Perfect Sense - The Avett Brothers
Howl - Florence & The Machine