Love...

Love is one of those words that means so much to so many people.

It has really come up lately more in the some times you just do it because it is what is right. That love that you show your family. The getting up at the crack of dawn on your day off to go do something. Or going day after day to the hospital to sit with a loved one just so that they aren't there by themself.

1 John 3:18 "My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth."

The basis of this is on a shirt that my brother gave me that says "Love is the action."

That has been speaking to me a lot this week that that is how we should love those around us not by what we say but what we do for those around us. That really starts to hit home as we start the downhill trek towards Christmas and we see so much that we don't want to.

We will watch on the day after Thanksgiving as people push and shove and fight over cheap laptops and big screen tvs and it makes me sad. I can't even say less than 24 hours after the day where we are supposed to talk about all the things that we are thankful for are people so angry and hostile.

My goal for the remainder of this year is to show love more than I have in the last few months. To start to renew some hope in the human race. To remind people that there are still a few souls out there that are willing to do something not because of what they will get in the end but because they know at heart that they should love all no matter what.

And I promise that I am trying to work on my 30 before 30 list. I may have to pull it up and see what I should start trying to read.

love ya!

Last one...

This is probably the last post of the year that I meant to write last night and was kicked off the internet repeatedly. Been watching a few movies on tv and they have really made me think about where I want to take my writing. All the stories that you see follow the same pattern. The stories are all from the same perspective. The girl in in love with a guy who has no clue that she exists and if he does, he treats her like a little sister. Someone she knows comes in and steals him away fro her. Then she just goes along with it all, even though inside she is dying and being torn apart. Torn between her feelings for him and for her friend. Eventually the stress and strain causes her to crack and ruin everything. Because after all of these years of hiding her true feelings she lets it all out. You have this period where no one talks to each other, but then all of a sudden they make up like nothing ever happened, that no feelings were hurt. We all know in reality that this isn't really how it happens. Especially that complete Romeo and Juliet sorry story and confessing that he's been a fool.

I guess for me that just doesn't satisfy. I know that life doesn't wrap up cleanly like that. There are other things that happen and usually after it gets worse, it gets worse again and then after that it starts to get better slowly. There is pain and suffering, grief and depression and eating of all the food that can be reached.

What I really want to see is the same story but told from the male perspectives. Maybe as women we shouldn't fear having a straight male friend. I want to see two male friends fall for the same girl. So pretty much the story in Made of Honor but not so cliche of finding some tall, dark and handsome stranger in a foreign country. But to see one man silently court his best girl without her ever realizing what he is doing, not to only discover that he loves her when his friend swoops in and starts courting her. To see the same struggle women have as the perfect one sweep your friend off her feet instead of you. Maybe one day I will be able to accomplish this.

love ya!