Just a thought...

I have no idea where this is going, so this is simply improv blogging. I'm just gonna dive into this.

But...can I just say that I hate change?

I thought I used to love it, but I have decided just a few tiny minutes ago that I hate it. More than just about it anything. It makes me so down!

I hate looking at old pictures and feeling nostalgic, it's one of the most awful feelings ever.

I hate seeing how things used to be and how they're completely different now and how frustrating it is.

I just miss so many things it's not even funny.

I'm frustrated.

Blessings

I'm in a very, very good mood today.

I feel so thankful! I don't even know what to say because I'm in such a good mood.

This blog is dedicated to Meagerna :)

So...Meagan, thank you for being such a beautiful person (inside and out) in my life.

I am so happy to have you as my "Red Mommy"

I am also happy to know that I'm not the only realistic person out there who knows that with every ray of sunshine is a rain cloud, and not everyone can love everyone.

You have taught me a lot.

I LOVE YOU!!!

On another note...here's a really cute picture of Christopher and me!

Love is

I want a snowfall kind of love

The kind of love that quiets the world.

I want a snowfall kind of love

'cause I'm a snowfall kind of girl.

I love snow.

Its cleanness, its pureness, its quietness.

How when you look at the snow your heart feels like its expanding three times its size.

And when you wake up and look out your kitchen window you can feel eyes growing bigger and bigger.

And for a second you just...forget.

Susie and I had a discussion about Ingrid's song and now I'm literally obsessed.

We talked about how love is always described as something fiery, something red and hot. Full of fierceness and passion.

But that only lasts a second.

Then you think about how you feel when you see snow, and how you want your love to be like a snowflake.

Soft and pure. White.

I want a snowfall kind of love

That lights up the sky from below

I want a snowfall kind of love

That brings people to their window

It really interests me to see how perfectly she describes a feeling that is so difficult to put into words.

Love is the closest thing we have to magic.

One in love is like a little kid in snow.

It's beautiful! It lights up everything. I want a love that people love. I want a love that people can watch and fall in love with themselves. A love that brings people to their windows.

A love that lights up the sky from below.

That is love to me.

It's a snowfall.

Thank you Susie Dumond, for being, in one way or another...my snowfall kind of love.

I'm so thankful to have a snowfall kind of friendship with you.