The simple moments.. ( how cliche can we get? )

Let me save the title of this blog by saying that I am so blessed to have the friends I have.. Have you ever been in a moment where it's as if God opened your eyes to the greater beauty and deeper meaning of that moment?..And if he wouldn't have, it would of been just another good time? Well, He opened my eyes last Wednesday, and there is no way this moment is falling into the "Good Times' folder of my brain.

Sarah and I were unwinding after a whirlwind of a day, and I was almost asleep on my bed while she was reading an issue of People. Upstairs, dad was watching tv, and the phone rang. Of course he isn't even about to move. So I hear 2 rings and then feel a hand on my ear. Sarah had placed her hand my ear, to try and subside the noise from awakening me. Thank the Lord I was awake because otherwise, I would have never witnessed this increble moment. So as I laid there protected from sound, I pictured our friendship, and it was as if a slideshow filled with memories played in my mind. I saw us in the car, me thinking I am such a good friend for driving her all around town; I saw me telling her what to do, thinking I am helping her;I saw me giving her advice on guys; I saw me fixing her a plate of whatever dad made that morning...and so on. And then I was brought back to the beauty of the moment. I should just state that I by far the bossiest, boldest, bluntest, loudest, obnoxious friend she probably has, and almost all the time I think that the year between us is equal to 15 and I am her mother. I act like I am saving her from hell everyday, and then God opened my eyes to see that she is the real umph, hero, sustainer, sparkling beauty of our friendship. And she is the one holding me up. All the moments of "saving Sarah", were actually in disguise, because she has been saving me all along. I love her, and am so thankful she is protecting my ears from the noise of today, this world, and negativity. This blog is a simple thank you. 

Yours, Charity

Taken by storm..

You have taken me by storm... Whether you know it or not your (so Conly would call it) soundtrack is playing and I see your smile in my mind too much when counting the moments we've shared. You are the plot,body,conclusion, of my monologue at the moment, and I am almost laughing at the typing of this paragraph. I can't believe I am professing my "love" ( more likely infatuation ) with you over this...

When I think about when we met, I don't remeber if we shared a hug, had awkward moments, spoke smalltalk discussing weather, caught eachothers eye too often.. but I do remember and think it will be hard to forget your smile and adorable slightly awkard laugh. You used your laugh to fill the air in between words. You didn't have to. I caught your eye on me and you didn't have to look away. You probably don't feel or remeber what I felt and can't forget. But at least I have gotten a song or two and an okay blog out of it. Maybe one day the time will be less stressful, we'll live in the same city, you'll teach me guitar, and we won't have to write songs with bridges about how it didn't work. Maybe one day, my sudo Taylor Swift song can have a happy ending.

Have a blessed day to whoever is reading my adorably pathetic blog. Off to class, cev.