
you. me. ranger. fire. naps. pizza. laughter. breakfast. moles. snow. dogs. hiking. trees. happiness.
such a wonderful day.
happy weekend.
This week I watched the snow fall and realized I loved lazy Saturday mornings spent watching hours of Dexter with you. I realized I loved sipping hot chocolate while sitting at the computer watching ridiculous videos. I realized I loved your grin, and I hope that if I'm with you in years to come that I never forget how incredible seeing that smile makes me feel. I realized I loved your jokes, and your caring ways. I realized I loved spending hours just sitting around the house talking, and how each story you tell intrigues me more and more. I realized I love your hands, and the way they rub my back out of habit every time we sit down together. I realized I loved your laugh, and the way it fills up a room. 







Little girl, believe in yourself.




...and you are driving up to the courthouse with your stomach in knots. you make your way up the stairs wondering who is watching you, and wondering if they happen to know what you are there for. you sit outside the courtroom praying that no one sees you, and that your mom was there beside you. he shows up. your stomach is in bigger knots. you think you are a failure, but you know you deserve better. you make yourself inside that lonely, cold courtroom. you tell the judge what he wants to hear, yet on the inside you are wanting to yell out your side of the story. you want the judge to understand why you are doing something you never in your life wanted to do. you want him to know you just want to be happy and loved to the fullest, and this isn't making you feel that way. you know he'd understand, but you sit back down without saying a word. he talks. you wish you had your mom and dad and brothers and miranda and the rest of the world standing right behind you because you've never needed to be more strong than right now. you fight back tears that have been falling for the past four months. one falls. you wipe it away fast so that no one knows how much this hurts you to be at this point in your life. you walk back out of that courtroom. you go back to your car, and you cry outloud. you pray once again, this time for the hope that your life will be good again soon. 


this year i want to smile more.



