where to begin? I had an amazing weekend. The kind of weekend that makes you think its possible to be happy again, for a long time. The kind of weekend that makes you think about the future, and it feels full of possibility.
Don't get me wrong, I am not saying I'm not happy, I am. All these changes have been hard though, I do not handle change well. I am adapting, and with the help of my very best of friends and a surprising guy it's getting better every day.
I have to write about someone who passed away a few years ago, for a sorority presentation and there is only one thought running through my head. She was very sick, and knew she was going to die. One of the last things she said to a mutual friend was that she regretted that she had never gotten to fall in-love, never been loved. Obviously in a romantic sense because her family and friends loved her very much. I can't stop thinking about that. I never knew her as well as I would have liked to, and I don't feel like I can do her justice by writing her "story" as it was worded to me in the request. I have thought about that a lot lately; it has never left me really.
This thought alone, that she died without having the chance to be in-love with someone can make me so sad and so grateful at the same time. How can I not feel lucky? Even with all the let downs, all the pain and heartbreak I have felt loved, and I will never let past experiences keep me from falling in-love all over again.
So I don't know what I will say about her yet, but I know that she had an impact on my life even though she never knew it.
Sorry for the sad post. I promise I'll be funny and witty again tomorrow.