Memories.

Me and my friends have this saying, "We aren't buying squirt guns we're buying memories, and you cant put a price tag on memories!" We use it as an excuse to buy just about everything. But truth is you really can't put a price tag on memories. Memories can't be bought, traded, sold or given away. But they can be cherished, shared, remembered and more valuable than any other thing. Our lives are made up of memories, after today is past, it becomes only a memory and without memories life would be nothing, literally. Memories are the most wonderful thing in the world. They are what you look back on for comfort during hard times, what you look to for guidance when making decision, they are who you are, how you lived and what meant the most to you. There's a reason after someone passes people gather to share memories. We are all made up of memories, so every memory is a piece of us. Which is why they are so comforting to hold on to when someone you love has passed. So hold on to the memories you have, cherish them with all your heart, and every minute of every day make a memory worth holding on to.

It only takes a single moment

You know those times when everything is going wrong, but then that one thing goes right that makes it all worth it, thats what I live for.

Everyone has those days when nothing is going right and you just want to sit down and cry. For some people its more than a day, maybe a week, or a month, or an entire lifetime. It seems as though once one thing goes wrong, everything else comes crashing down as well. Nothing is worse than to have your whole world come falling on your head. Which at one point or another happens to everyone. So why in the world do we put our selfs through such hurt and pain, why do we allow ourselfs to have any sort of life to make us miserable? Because, if you are like me, a single look, a simple hug or a stranger saying hi makes it all worth it. It only takes a single moment to make everything alright. And those moments are what you and me live for.

The More Love the More Power

I have often been told the more you love someone the greater power they have to hurt you. I have recently discovered however the more you love someone the more willing you will be to forgive them. A lot has happened in the last few months and a lot of people have been hurt around me. We sat down to talk about it and it was a very confrontational converstation I hope to never have again. However, from this experience I have learned many things. Including why I am so hurt. I hurt because I care. It seems ridiculous that because you love someone you hurt. But isn't that what love and relationships are all about? Willing to hurt in order to love. Sounds crazy huh? As we sat there a lot of things ran through my mind as I looked across the room to see people who just months before were the ones sitting beside me backing me up and comforting me, not across from me calling me out or making me cry. People we dont care about have no ability to hurt us or make us cry, it's the people we love that do that to us. As I walked out, crying someone followed. Someone I used to trust, not to make me cry or let anyone else either. Looking at her and what we have lost made tears swell up in my eyes, and those tears and emotions are what allowed her to comfort me, chase after what we used to have and ultimately get it back. Yes those we love hurt us, they make us cry and often we never want to forgive them. But those same people are the ones who then pull us back together and we come out with an even stronger relationship. Those hurt feelings, tears and angry words are ultimately what builds up a relationship.

Love

Being in love is hard, because you risk being in pain when you fall out of love, loving is even harder, because you risk loosing who you love, but being loved is the hardest, because you risk being the pain someday, someone will feel when they lose you. After losing so many people I've loved, one thought that keeps coming back is will someone feel as horrible as I do when they lose me? Loss is the worst feeling, emotion that exists, and i never want the people I love to have to feel it because they loved me back. But, do you risk putting people you care so deeply about, through such horrible pain and let them love you back, or do you block them out, and not ever be loved again?

The unexpected friend

Why is it who I always expected to be there left, who I never expected to come stayed, and why it's you thats always there for me. There are people in my life I always expected to be right by my side, and yet when i turn around they are long gone. There are people, who i looked at and shook my head because i knew without a doubt they would never stop long enough to see me, and yet they are the ones who have not once left. And there are people who not only do i see them by my side but i feel their arms around me. I am talking about people in general. But also, the few, unexpected ones who i am honored to call friends. I have no direct relationship with them, haven't known 'em my whole life, but where in the world i would be without them i have no idea. So i will devote my life saying thank you to these few, amazing people. And perhaps, i too can be your unexpected friend.

What is a true friend?

In the social aspect of the world there are two sides, love and hate. You love someone or you hate someone. They are your friend or your enemy. So how do you determine if someone is your true friend? If you can truly trust and confide in them? Is friendship really two sided? So just because your their friend but they aren't yours are you enemies? True friendship is knowing you could lose someone but your love far outweighs your fear. You know you have a true friend when they aren't just there when tragedy strikes, but every "normal" day of your life they are by your side. A true friend doesn't show up when something horrible happens. They are already there.

Heaven...

What is heaven? Is it having everything you want? Is it perfect weather on a perfect day? Is it a bite into creamy milk chocolate? Or is it simply being happy? Whether you are referring to the candy bar you are eating or place you can only pray to end up what is your heaven? When you close your eyes and see the picture perfect place what is it? Who’s there? And is that really where you could spend eternity? In some faiths they believe if you follow certain rules or abide by laws, living a perfect life you will end up in heaven. So I purpose the question, “where is heaven?” someone once told me that heaven surrounds us. I often hear it is above us, above the clouds, above the blue sky. If this is the case I purpose the question, “what is heaven?” According to these answers it is a place. But when I think about heaven it is not so much a place as a state of mind. In fact it is not a place at all rather where our heart is.