A month filled with events.
This month I “celebrate” a lot. First is my treasured big sis MissuzJ’s birthday. I’m so glad she was born. She has brought more joy and comfort into my life than she will ever know. When things are really shitty I know I can run to her and she’ll be there with an iced tea and soothing words and suddenly the world won’t suck as much. To my sweet sis: I love you.
Second is my friend T’s birthday. She’s going to be the big 4-0. Strange yes, that a 22 year olds best friend is 40, but she’s a very special lady who I learn more from every day. Her life hasn’t been all sunshine and roses but she’s grown into an amazing woman through all her trials and I admire her so much. T, if you’re reading this: Bravo.
Next is the anniversary of the joyous event we call Sophie Gene. You all know what a joy she is. My family is really lucky to have such a bright little ray of sunshine to brighten our lives. When she’s happy nothing can be wrong. Sophie, if you ever read this: Thanks.
Then, the anniversary of heartbreak. It’s been a year since my high school sweetheart broke my heart. A year and I still think about him every day. But I don’t cry anymore. A year and I still dream about him wanting me back. But in my dreams I can say no. A year and I still find reason to write about it. And I probably always will.
Fifth is my best friend’s birthday. My mom is turning 55 this year, and may I just say in spite of it all, she’s still the best mom I could ask for. She is my best friend, my hero, teacher. And even when she drops a hint about my putting on weight, or comments on how bad my face is breaking out, I know it’s because she loves me. She taught me to cook, that it’s ok to cry (which I’m doing), that even when it’s bad it could get worse, that family should always come first, and that losing your hair can just make you sexier. Mom: You’re the greatest.
My brothers birthday is five days after my mom’s and though I’ve been known to say “I wish you were never born” to him on occasion I don’t really mean it. I miss him when he’s gone and I’m excited to see him when he visits. We got in the most trouble together, and out of trouble together. His teasing and fighting made me tougher but I always knew he loved me. He’s taught me to aim high and that it’s possible to make something great out of nothing much. To Jon: Thanks for everything.
Finally, my first day back at school. Yikes. Teachers, and text books, and homework, and making knew friends. I don’t mind saying I’m a little nervous for this huge new social experience. My last experience with college didn’t end well and I’m scared that I’ll make the same mistakes, or that I’ll be so scared of making the same mistakes that I’ll never make any mistakes at all. Here goes.
I feel bad that I talked about half my family and not the other half but I guess that’s what you get for not being born in August. But I love them too and they’ll get their turn.
This month I “celebrate” a lot. First is my treasured big sis MissuzJ’s birthday. I’m so glad she was born. She has brought more joy and comfort into my life than she will ever know. When things are really shitty I know I can run to her and she’ll be there with an iced tea and soothing words and suddenly the world won’t suck as much. To my sweet sis: I love you.
Second is my friend T’s birthday. She’s going to be the big 4-0. Strange yes, that a 22 year olds best friend is 40, but she’s a very special lady who I learn more from every day. Her life hasn’t been all sunshine and roses but she’s grown into an amazing woman through all her trials and I admire her so much. T, if you’re reading this: Bravo.
Next is the anniversary of the joyous event we call Sophie Gene. You all know what a joy she is. My family is really lucky to have such a bright little ray of sunshine to brighten our lives. When she’s happy nothing can be wrong. Sophie, if you ever read this: Thanks.
Then, the anniversary of heartbreak. It’s been a year since my high school sweetheart broke my heart. A year and I still think about him every day. But I don’t cry anymore. A year and I still dream about him wanting me back. But in my dreams I can say no. A year and I still find reason to write about it. And I probably always will.
Fifth is my best friend’s birthday. My mom is turning 55 this year, and may I just say in spite of it all, she’s still the best mom I could ask for. She is my best friend, my hero, teacher. And even when she drops a hint about my putting on weight, or comments on how bad my face is breaking out, I know it’s because she loves me. She taught me to cook, that it’s ok to cry (which I’m doing), that even when it’s bad it could get worse, that family should always come first, and that losing your hair can just make you sexier. Mom: You’re the greatest.
My brothers birthday is five days after my mom’s and though I’ve been known to say “I wish you were never born” to him on occasion I don’t really mean it. I miss him when he’s gone and I’m excited to see him when he visits. We got in the most trouble together, and out of trouble together. His teasing and fighting made me tougher but I always knew he loved me. He’s taught me to aim high and that it’s possible to make something great out of nothing much. To Jon: Thanks for everything.
Finally, my first day back at school. Yikes. Teachers, and text books, and homework, and making knew friends. I don’t mind saying I’m a little nervous for this huge new social experience. My last experience with college didn’t end well and I’m scared that I’ll make the same mistakes, or that I’ll be so scared of making the same mistakes that I’ll never make any mistakes at all. Here goes.
I feel bad that I talked about half my family and not the other half but I guess that’s what you get for not being born in August. But I love them too and they’ll get their turn.
5 Comments:
That was a really touching post. It's great that your family is so close and you have so many caring people in your life. That is something to be appreciated every day.
I went back to school to finish my degree after taking a break and it made all the difference in the world. I think you are going to do great.
Hey Katy,
I agree with most everything you said in your post about your family. I'm a big fan of your family. Nice to see your blog is the same template as mine. Great minds think alike huh?
Can I be great aunt Stine?
All those birthdays and celebrations... Gotta love August! Good luck with the start of the school season. And thanks for the post.
very sweet. all of it.
I think you're going to do great! how can you not? look at your cheering section.
You're such a sweet girl--and not to be sappy, but you are a true blessing in my life. Love you!
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