A letter for him:

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To the man who will love me even when my hair grays,

Be silly with me will you?
Read to me out loud, resting your feet on my lap, and laugh with me as life gets crazy,
the way it always does. Promise me you’ll embrace the craziness,
hold me tight, and love me through it all.
Always yours,
me

Sunday Song - “Home”

I cannot stop listening to this song. It comforts me as life moves oh so rapidly. And that voice. Mmm. That in itself is comforting.

“Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found

Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m going to make this place your home”

Hope your weekend has been carefree, and that you have wisely finished your homework for the coming week, refusing to put it off until now, unlike me. Sending you all my love.

Always,
L.A.

If only…

If only I could find a quote
that clearly expressed how much I miss you.
How much I care about you.
How you’re still a dead weight on my heart
despite what my head’s been telling me for months.

To hell with this feeling.
This loving till it hurts.
It’s true what they say.
I still care about you too much.

I pray to God every day you find peace.
That you can escape the hollowness that plagues you.
That you’ll let someone care about you some day.
That you’ll let them in where I’ve fought so hard to be.

I pray every day you find what you keep looking for.
Or at least that you won’t stop looking.
And that when that day comes you’ll call me up
and we’ll sit at some little cafe sipping on hot tea and coffee.

In that place we’ll make peace.
You’ll tell me about your struggles,
and how He helps you conquer them day after day.
Apologies will be had from both sides.

But then we’ll part,
with the hug of old friends,
my heart full again,
proud of the man you’ve become.
Of the man you’ve always ben.

Today

And some days you just know that right now, at this very moment,
you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.

Today is one of those days.

Always,
L.A.

God is good.

I’m back in the dorms again, sleeping just one long hallway away from where I was last year. But oh what a difference a year can make. I’ve changed a lot in the last year.

Now, by changed I by no means am referring to my personality. I still am constantly talking a little too loud. My girly high pitched sneeze still doesn’t fit my big 5’11” frame. I continue to tear up at the most ridiculous things, and will always ball during sappy movies.

But I feel like I’ve grown. Matured.

Matured. Ha. What does that even mean?

I used to laugh when people acted like spending a couple months away from home could change you.

It turns out they were right though.

I’m not that girl who naively thought she had it all figured out. I’m not the girl who wants to be like everyone else. I refuse to mute who I am. I’m not afraid to be different. To want different things than those around me.

Thank God, I’ve found my voice.

Isn’t it crazy? What a difference one little year can make?

Always,
L.A.

"Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God’s kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile."
– Mother Teresa

I can do all things…

I feel like I should apologize. I haven’t forgotten about you, my little place on the internet.

This I promise.

Another school year has started here. Today marked week two. I’m enjoying my classes thus far, but I must admit they make me anxious. Is this really what I want to do? How do I know that at the end of these four years I’m going to want to do the very thing I’m preparing for? I talk myself into and out of my major at least twenty times a day. I’m not sure why I do it. I know all the worrying and stressing I do is pointless.

I do it anyways.

I landed myself a job today. I have an interview for another one tomorrow. I’ve decided to join my university’s newspaper staff and see how that goes. I’m starting not one, but two Bible studies in the next couple of weeks.

I can do all things through He who strengthens me. Even survive the wonderful craziness of college.

I hope.

Always,
L.A.