Leap Into Life
Love is complicated. It's perfectly imperfect. It's joyfully messy. It's indescribable. I think. Because other than the strong, amazing love I know and give to family and friends, I have no idea what the stereotypical "fall in love" feels like. I just have really good examples for it! My grandparents had their fiftieth wedding anniversary dinner just last night. It was kind of emotional for me (being a cryer), but so, so beautiful. FIFTY YEARS! Together they've sewn this quilt (that they're still adding onto) of memories. The thread is gold and holds all us of together. My grandparent's quilt hangs on so many of our beds, on couches around the world. Tonight, my parents took my sister and I to their favorite date night spot in college. Just imagining them sitting by the window, chatting about classes and jobs... never did they imagine they'd be sitting at the same restaurant twenty six years later with their two daughters! My parents are also sewing a quilt. It has squares for every year, every adventure, every loved one. It too hangs in so many places. At age fourteen, it's scary to think about who I'll fall in love with, who I'll sew my quilt with. Questions can't help but buzz around in my head: When will we meet? Will I know I've met my soulmate? What adventures will we go on? How will we live this amazing life together? But then I look at the love I have around me. Love came to both my parents and grandparents in surprising ways. My grandparents met when my grandfather picked my grandmother's shoe in a game played at a college mixer. My parents met in college, went on their own paths, and were reunited later because my dad overheard a phone conversation. Love comes when we least expect it. So I guess the best thing we can do is accept it. We can accept that the universe seems to know what it's doing and from there we can just live. What we need (whether it be love or something else) will come when it's meant to. Yes, we might be a little surprised (scared or shocked...), but maybe that's the point. Love is complicated. It's perfectly imperfect. It's joyfully messy. It's indescribable. And I think that's what makes love beautiful. A few days ago, I turned to my family and said, "I'm going to try and get 100 subscribers by my birthday on November 23rd!" I realize now (needing 73 more subscribers) that this will be difficult, but I'm not giving up! Instead, I'm asking for your help. You have the power to help me reach 100, so PLEASE click the below link and subscribe! Already a subscriber? I am so grateful for your support and encourage you to share this post with friends and family! YOU CAN HELP ME REACH 100 SUBSCRIBERS BY CLICKING THIS LINK!
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Saltare Into Life
8/13/2015 08:57:52 am
Thank you! You're so sweet! I love being blogger friends with you- it's so cool to know that there are awesome teen bloggers like you out there 😀!
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