I hope this post doesn't end up being entirely "Twilight" themed, but I just need to admit that I jumped on the band wagon, and won't be able to jump off. I will not become part of the online fandom, there is only room for Potter in that section of my heart. However, I just need to say that so far it is wonderful, and I hope I can catch up in the next week, before "Breaking Dawn." . However, it also got me thinking. I want that in my life. I think, like many other people, that I am into fantasy fiction because it is the ultimate escape. It can help you feel like you would belong in world that isn't your own. Don't get me wrong, I'll read anything....I love it, but if you can throw in some magic or mythical type creatures, I seem to identify more with the unreality of it all.
3 years ago my friend Colby was killed in action over seas and today I met a lady who had participated in the Walk to Remember, and said she was very moved at how much our tiny town and his family have put into remembering his life and love. I didn't cry then, but it made me realize how much I really cared about Colby. I know we lost touch, but I am sure in this day and age we would have been facebook friends, and I would make an effort to see him when I was home, because he was just that type of guy. He wanted everyone he knew around him to love and laugh with, a beautiful soul even still. In the car riding home, I did tear up all over again thinking about what a beautiful life we lost, but how we all have wonderful memories of Colby. I feel very deeply that it is a huge testement to his nature that no one has negative or hurtful memories of him, everyone always spreads around warmth and joy and laughter when Colby enters our minds and hearts. I was blessed in this life to have known him.
I had originally planned to write about more things in the love lorn realm of thought, but we'll end this post on Colby. Thanks buddy for all you did for our country, but mostly thank you for wanting to beat up my prom date when I got stood up. I still love you for that.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Return to the Blogosphere
Today I was inspired to rejoin the blogosphere with a different appreciation for getting my thoughts, feelings, and ideas out into the world.
I am watching a fascinating documentary on summer camp and having never been to summer camp, I can't really relate. However, I always had amazing summers growing up...even though we didn't usually go anywhere in particular. We weren't a Disney World, beach, exotic location type of family. We were more the relax at home and then go to family reunion for a weekend type of summer. That being said, I think my best summers started after I went to college, and was able to choose my own adventure (so to speak) for the summer. There is something so magical about the times with your friends before really "growing up" and making your own way.
These times are quickly drawing to a close and my "real life" is going to begin. I am simultaneously thrilled and terrified at the thought of losing myself in the past and living the future with only memories of my former interesting self. I feel myself clinging to the people and memories of those times and almost unwilling to move forward and make new memories with new people. I don't want new people...I want my old people, with new memories.
In the musical of my life, I hope this intermission with the powerhouse song and still more greatness to come. The conflicts will resolve in time and the love of my life with magically appear with admiration for me and what I have to offer. Of course, there will be a reprise of the best moments leading up to one show-stopping finale where the whole cast of characters and the chorus join me to celebrate :) Hopefully, this moment doesn't happen at the eternal finale, but rather just in time for me to start a broadway sensational sequel.
I am watching a fascinating documentary on summer camp and having never been to summer camp, I can't really relate. However, I always had amazing summers growing up...even though we didn't usually go anywhere in particular. We weren't a Disney World, beach, exotic location type of family. We were more the relax at home and then go to family reunion for a weekend type of summer. That being said, I think my best summers started after I went to college, and was able to choose my own adventure (so to speak) for the summer. There is something so magical about the times with your friends before really "growing up" and making your own way.
These times are quickly drawing to a close and my "real life" is going to begin. I am simultaneously thrilled and terrified at the thought of losing myself in the past and living the future with only memories of my former interesting self. I feel myself clinging to the people and memories of those times and almost unwilling to move forward and make new memories with new people. I don't want new people...I want my old people, with new memories.
In the musical of my life, I hope this intermission with the powerhouse song and still more greatness to come. The conflicts will resolve in time and the love of my life with magically appear with admiration for me and what I have to offer. Of course, there will be a reprise of the best moments leading up to one show-stopping finale where the whole cast of characters and the chorus join me to celebrate :) Hopefully, this moment doesn't happen at the eternal finale, but rather just in time for me to start a broadway sensational sequel.
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