What hurts us is cumulative. It happens over time. We absorb blow after blow, shock after shock, painful hit after hit. But even then, even if we know exactly how we got here, it doesn’t mean we can fix it. You can’t heal every wound, and that’s okay. I have to believe it’s okay. I have to believe that even if something seems like it cannot be fixed, it doesn’t mean it’s broken.

Something.

Back again. I just needed somewhere to express how proud I am. So much has changed and there’s no pretty way to say it. One part of growing together that no one ever mentions is that you also grow within yourselves. You grow apart and you come together and with that comes having to learn to keep loving each other despite who you’ve both grown to be. But regardless of where we are in life and however many inadequacies I have, or misgivings we hold, it will never change how proud I am of you, how much I support you, and more importantly how much I love you. In a time where everything is variable, you are my constant and I thank you for that. Almost two years ago, I said it: you’ll do great things, and I’m grateful that I can experience it with you.

I haven’t written in a while. Truthfully, it’s not that I haven’t felt the need to– it’s just…it’s so easy to get sucked into the fast paced lifestyle of planning each minute meticulously, having no time for unscheduled breaths. But once in a while I’m struck with this feeling. A pull to look upwards. To close my eyes and cherish all that I have and all that I will have. It’s easy to forget to thank God for what you’ve been given, to take living for granted. But when you finally slow down and remember why it is you’re doing exactly what you’re doing and who it is that makes living worth while; It’s probably one of the most peaceful things you’ll ever encounter. So to my friends, to my family, to my love, and above all, to God: thank you.