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Foggy Future, Clear Best Friends

It is the story of unknown steps. Risk untaken, friends unmade.

Life, change, step or die.

I see them gathered, hunched over, in a safe little bubble, untainted by hurt, suffering, and confusion.

Yet I, outside the bubble, enjoy the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. Chose to walk the path that was not there.

Playing weird melodies, strange harmonies in a foreign land. Floating in air, piano in air, cello strings plucked out.

Dancing to the stars, my tears fell off my face, watering the plants below.

Then I saw. My eyes wide open, a reflection of you swirling, skipping.

You. You were adventure.

You took me to new places, new smells, new mixture of colors, bouncing off, dripping into the remains of my memories.

You introduced me to new challenges. Stumbling, bleeding at times. These rocks jagged and raw.

Got some slaps in the face. Bruises of red and green.

Suddenly, I saw a hand reach out to me. I looked up- it was You.

You were new best friends. You gave me a hug, said hello. We were off, hand in hand, eating cookies, ice cream, and french delicacies. Hello you. I welcome you. Though I was hurt, you said, “it’s okay, I’ll be here”. Exactly, that’s just perfect! Then, I sighed. If only everyone can experience this. No no no. I shook my head in anticipation of rejection and misunderstanding. They would not understand.

Life. Is up to you. Take the chance, take the step, of faith. In the unknown, the foreign land of change, we will bump into our new best friend in the fog. Those wounds, those tears from jumping off the cliff into the unknown will be all worth it. So I did, I met you this summer. And homeless-ness, cold aggravations, they seem like distant lands I once treaded. Feel it with my own heart- this warmth.

I am one incredibly RICH LADY. Seriously. Not in the material sense. But in LOVE AND LIFE. LOVE, not in the fuzzy lusty none-sense temporary sense, but in the everlasting WHY DO I HAVE SO MANY REAL FRIENDSHIPS sort of Love. And Love, of course, in the God- sense. The God that pours His love upon me, inducing me to live a life of love, overflowing in every sense.

“Do not be overawed when others grow rich, when the splendor of their houses increases; for they will take nothing with them when they die, their splendor will not descend with them” Psalm 49:16

So I will have to talk a little about Michael Jackson. I love this guy, he is one amazing singer and dancer. As I was watching his music videos on the airplane, I thought to myself- “so this is where our electro moves come from!” He’s got superb attitude in every single gesture and move. Yet, he died. So suddenly. Life is like that, you don’t know what tomorrow looks like. He may have had millions and billions of dollars and nice things to add. Yet, he still perished. Everyone dies one day. What do we have to hope for? Eternal life if we have Jesus Christ in our hearts. I am so incredibly rich. I have genuine friendships that go deeper than talking about the surface dusty things.

Awesome friends I met in Europe. Had some amazing times of laughter and tears with these fellows.

Everyone laughs, everyone cries.

Sometimes I am forgetful about how much I’m blessed. I sat in the train, sitting backward and watching the past slide past me. My life is coming to a full circle. Life is like sitting on a train backward, watching life pass by you. You can’t see the future for your back is to it. Your past is a vanishing point, fading into memory. You can only let God carry you.