I'm having a nostalgic kind of night. I blame it all on Megan. (http://drunkandtextual.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-happened-to-wonder-years.html) That wee little blog got me in all sorts of a tizzy. As if the quote she's talking about didn't already get me thinking about high school/the past few years following graduation, I decided to read her post, and then I decided to look at pictures from high school and the beginning years of college. It's so crazy to see the progression of people who were constantly in every single picture.. slowly fade out. It's sad. It makes me sad. But it happens. I keep telling myself that. It happens. Life happens. College happens. Distance happens. But why do these reasons have to affect how we keep in touch with each other? Recently I decided I wasn't going to let that happen with a couple of my closest girlfriends. I miss them. They know who they are and I hope they know how sincere I am when I say how much I truly do miss you.
More than those who disappear throughout the pictures is to see who is constantly there. Who's been there consistently through grade school, high school, and college. And I can't begin to explain how much of a blessing that is in every sense of the word. My college friends are great, but it's all of you that I turn to when something happens. These friends know me inside and out and when I'm upset about something, they know exactly why and when to just shut up and let me complain and when to tell me to get over it. I can't imagine where I would be without all of them that are consistently in every picture. Because they're also consistently on my mind.
My friends are my absolute rock. And I can't put into words how it feels to have some of the best people surrounding me at all times. I think that's how life is though. The most intense emotions can't be put into words easily. "I love you" or "thank you" or "my heart is broken" doesn't cover it. Those are some emotions that I think every living being should feel at least once in their life. I believe that being in love doesn't just mean with your significant other. I'm in love with every one of my friends. I can't explain what that means, and I think that's okay. Because I think that's what "love" is supposed to be. I don't think you're supposed to be able to explain it. And I don't think it's fair to try and make someone explain that. Love is every single moment, every single laugh, every single tear, every single stupid comment, every night that's spent not talking but being together. That's love. And that doesn't need to be between you and your significant other. I think that's why I'm so content being single. Because I have those moments with so many people. And you know what? I wouldn't have it any other way. Even on nights like tonight when I cave and admit I would love to be snuggled up to someone writing this post. Don't get me wrong, Max is a pretty good cuddler, but he's pretty content chewing his bone beneath my feet right now.
So yes, I admit. Having someone to cuddle up to would be nice. But I'm happy being in love with all of you. Because if I had to imagine my dream man... he would have qualities out of every single one of you. And I'm okay with that.
Yep, I'm okay with all of it.
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