“Stories are people. I’m a story, you’re a story… Your father is a story. Our stories go in every direction, but sometimes, if we’re lucky, our stories join into one, and for a while, we’re less alone.” Jess Walter
Sometimes you have to forgive,
even if they haven’t asked for an apology
1. The art of being yourself is beautiful
2. Stand strong though the winds blow
3. Oh that first look, that look
4. First there was me then four
5. You made me strong by yourself
6. Work hard all of your life
7. Do not forget how to live
8. Take a moment for yourself today
9. Learn to control all your thoughts
10. Sometimes the skys are just grey
11. You always fill me with light
12. That smile can shatter your world
13. Please dont forget to smile today
14. Peace comes through releasing. Do this.
15. Starbucks would be great right now
16. Today is your day. You decide
17. Learning to forgive will save you
Sometimes it’s ok to not be ok
Hey I missed you today,
I missed the way you made everything seem a little less grey,
I miss the way you held my hand because I was scared,
Lord knows I could use it now,
As I stroll across the threshold of adulthood,
Did you get to see my graduation,
Were you up there cheering for me,
Do I make you proud,
Well at least from what you can see?
Sometimes I can still feel your laughter,
even when I’m mad,
what I would give to hear it in my ears,
and not simply from my head.
Remember when I was little,
and we were driving in the car,
and you told us that sweet summer day,
that you can see how it rains.
If you look out in the sky,
that the sky slants with grey,
that its raining over their so prepare for the day.
You also said,
hey look over there,
as you gestured toward the clouds,
and told me and my brother,
that when the sun falls between the clouds,
and you can feel its warmth,
that the light is the light from heaven,
and it means all our family is smiling down on us,
When the sun hits the sky just right,
to this day,
I know that its you up there,
looking down on me,
I can feel the warmth of your smile in the heat of the sun.
I hope you get to see your dad,
and your brother too,
I know you missed them here on earth,
and I am sure they missed you too.
I hope you get to see me,
as I begin to take on my years,
are you watching me now as I begin to tear?
Ninny misses you a lot,
when you left us a part of her went too,
I dont know if she will ever be the same here without you.
I hope you don’t mind that I read all those letters,
the ones you wrote to her from the war,
the cute and lovely ones,
from when you were just a kid.
I hope this letter gets sent up there,
and you can spare a moment to read,
and then I hope you go right back to fishing,
and setting in that sun.
I don’t think that I will ever be able to forget my high school graduation. Eaton High School, a very small town school, where we all grew up together, the people I will never forget. I worked my whole life for the moment. I anticipated that day since I knew what graduation was. I woke up that morning full of hope, yet an indescribable sadness. While the larger part of me knew that it was time to achieve my dreams, a small, rather quiet part of me was not yet ready to give up my life; the only life I had ever known. As I dressed in my new white, lace dress and white sandals, pictures were taken with the family. One of the pieces I remember the most was putting on that white robe. The last outfit I would be in for my former life, it was time to grow up now. As I slung my gold National Honor Society robes around the collar, I made my way for the football field. That day will forever be a part of me. As I met up with my fellow friends and class mates in the back, it all seemed bittersweet. As we lined up, it seemed like the average day for some part. We messed around, poking jokes at each other, and laughing like always, yet none of us could truly seem to face the reality of the situation. This was the last time, ever, that we would all be together like this. As we all made our grand entrance across the field and holding my lovely rose, I couldn’t stop the ever present smile.
I smiled through that entire ceremony. As I took my seat in the very front row, the guys made jokes, we all cried as our friends gave speeches, and our families screamed when our names were called as we finally received our diplomas. It all seems like a dream, the crowd, my friends, my family, and the massive amount of time spent on the field in a humongous hug fest. It seemed that none of us really wanted to leave the field, because when we did, it all became real. I will never forget what happened the night after graduation though. As we said our goodbyes and many trailed off to parties, my very best friends and I met up. One of my friends was moving away and we wanted one last who-rah, for the house, for the town, and mostly for each other. Things would never be the same, we all knew that. So, together we gathered, that warm spring night. As we sat around the burning fire we reminisced on the past, as we laughed until we cried. Though the grass was warm and the friendship warmer, it was time to take our leave. With too longing hugs we parted ways, saying lofty goodbyes. I will never forget that beautiful day, those outstanding people, or that warm spring night.