Cheering up

Sometimes, I miss Jake a lot...

and it makes me so darn sad.

So, I watch this video:

..and I feel better about life!

Then, by the time I've finished this video:

I know everything's going to be ok :)

Burdens

I don't mind it as much when bad things happen to me.

But why do hard things have to happen to the people I care about?

That is much, much worse.

Jubilee!

today....

I wore a beautiful, summery dress to school today! With shorts underneath, no less (freedom!!) 

It made me feel like this:

YESSSSS!!!!

then...

I went to this place...

...and it made me feel like this

 

 

last week...

I got my first letter from my sweet missionary, Jake.

tee hee, you thought you were going to get to read my letter, huh? As if!

and it made me feel like this

 

this time...

I realize that all of life is worth living.

and it makes me feel like this

I really miss you, I miss you, I said

Right now, I sort of just hate everyone.

Just saying.

And saying that makes me feel better.

“Sometimes, all you need is time,” Dad wisely told me a few minutes ago.

Well, I hate time, too.

When I need it to pass most, when it hurts the most, when I feel the minutes more keenly than ever, that’s when it decides to slow down to a grueling pace. When I’m so content and happy and secretly wish that whatever moment I’m in will last forever, that moment slips away elusively.

What’s the big idea with that?!?

So yeah, I guess I just need more time.

But I hate the time passing and the people who tell me I’m supposed to be excited/optimistic and get over it quickly.

You don’t decide that—I do, thank you very much.

Who decided I was supposed to be excited, anyways? 

Who was the grand ruler of emotions that decided what anyone’s supposed to feel at a certain time? Who decided the first week of marriage had to be paradise? Who decided kids were supposed to be excited the first day of school? Who decided that Christmas always had to be happy or parents brave when their kids went to college? Who decided that after such and such a time, an individual should be done grieving a death or disappointment?

I’m going to find that person. And smack him.

Because he’s stupid.

I really miss you, I miss you, I said
Smile at the chance just to see you again
I really miss you miss you, I said
Yeah Yeah Yeah

Photo by Banksy and from here