oh, my awful life…

in the up and down, blur and clear of this semester, there’s been a lot i’d undo if i could…things i’d change completely, if only. things this year have hurt. it’s part of growing up. it’s part of life. it sucks, sometimes.

but there are these few things, these gifts that i wouldn’t trade for any piece of perfect…
these are the constants that keep my smile steady and my eyes open…

–crawling into jess’s high loft, cozy and close to the ceiling, and talking to her for thirty minutes after a long day of classes.
–my creative writing class. my words are breathing again, and that’s freeing.
–the unchanging, ever-lasting, always present, perfect love of God. and how it feels to attempt to wrap my mind around the immensity of such an idea.
–every single part of A4, down to the broken shower we all rant about and the messy living room and the yelling in the morning.
–unexpected friends and turns this semester have thrown at me.
–good professors, finally.
–the comfortable assurance of phone calls with my mom. she’s a constant.
–watching my little sister mature, she’s a daylily, getting prettier with each rain and brighter with every new day.
–the tree just outside of south rouse. when i’m working, i look out the window, see it, and smile.
–reading my bible in our hammock.
–my anthropologie quilt.
–sophie’s exuberance for life.
–yogurt & granola.
–beth’s understanding exactly what i’m thinking or feeling before i say it.
–quoting sarah hyland videos.
–sleeping in on saturdays.
–making summer plans.