4 guys from school do the Mean Girls dance.
1. Feelings are valid, but they aren’t always an accurate indicator of what is going on. Don’t be ruled by your feelings only. They can be your greatest enemy.
2. Be brave. You’re not dead yet and looking like a fool probably won’t kill you.
3. Planning your life gets in the way of actually…
My friends mom is 4’9 and her dad is 6’5. Whenever she is mad at him, she grabs a chair to yell in his face. Everytime that happens, he’s laughing too hard for her to stay mad. They say it’s the only way they’ve been married for so long.
when I was in high school my AP english teacher told us we weren’t allowed to eat in class so I took that as a personal challenge to see what the most ridiculous thing I could eat in class without getting caught was so I started bringing soup to class and as soon as I’d crack the lid of my thermos the tiniest bit this football player that sat like 3 rows in front of me would going “I SMELL MEAT SOMEONE HAS SOUP” and no one ever believed him
Love is an adventure.
Love is an adventure. Loving someone is to be vulnerable. To let someone in and impact you. To let someone see the not so pretty and messy parts. Loving someone and being loved in return is one of the most terrifying and beautiful things life has even allowed me to experience. So, I am going to start the way ever good love story starts…
So there was this guy, Mike. I met him on May 20, 2013. We shook hands when our boss introduced us. It is crazy to think that I met him almost a year ago. It is even crazier that we attended the same college for a year yet, we never really talked. Apparently, my best friend, Mike, and I all sat at the table once but, we never exchanged much in conversation. So, anyways, we met at a all boys summer camp. We soon became best friends and he ended up working in the same activity (due to some injuries Mike got stuck in Arts and Crafts).
Anyways, as the summer went on…I had many campers tell me that we were dating (and at the time we weren’t) and other campers told me we were soul mates. Given, anytime any camper would see a guy and a girl talking they would assume you were married to them.
So, Mike became my best friend. I was fortunate because at camp you see all sides of people. He saw me through my happiest moments, my proudest moments, my most stressed moments, and at my weakest. I’d like to say I saw some of his too. I felt like we grew so much together.
One of my favorite things about camp, is the selflessness involved in working at a camp. I loved seeing Mike work with kids to help them grow, laugh, and just have a good time.
So at the end of camp - August 3, 2014. Mike became my boyfriend. We trying to find a waterfall and end up finding each other. So, we began our adventure. Around 110 miles apart. I’d be lying if I said It didn’t scared me. It did, a lot. But, that is what love is being vulnerable. love is about trusting. and jumping.
Yes, I said jumping. Much like most things in life, love involves a leap of faith. It is to trust that the person won’t let you fall flat on your face. but they are also trusting you with their heart and that you won’t let them fall on their face. It is a chance to laugh, understand, and grow with each other.
It’s to see each other at the weakest, their best, and love the mess out of them. Mike is my best friend, a role model, and my boyfriend.
Today it is April 18, 2014 (maybe the 19th by the time I post this). And we are still going strong. We will be returning to camp soon. I am excited for the adventure we have had together thus far and I thrilled to see where it takes us.