2. mawkish in expression: displaying too much uncontrolled or self-indulgent emotion
3. appealing to tender feelings: experiencing, appealing to, or expressing tender, often romantic or nostalgic, feelings
4. expressing deep feeling: expressing deep, refined feeling ( formal )
The above defines this post.
Ye be warned.
"What are you thankful for?"
This question is flying around everywhere, and it's got me thinking about my answer. It's nowhere near easy to answer, seeing as most people have an endless list of things they are thankful for.
Like me, for example.
However,I feel as though I also have endless list of things I take for granted.
So here is my quest to discover what I am grateful for, what truely defines me, and what I couldn't live without.
Bear with me.
I'm thankful for my life. Really, I am. You always think about being thankful for family and friends and material things and experiences, but most people don't stop and think about the fact that without life, those things wouldn't exist. Life really is worth living for. To the fullest extent. Every sunrise is another day I get to enjoy, every sunset is another day I was alive for.
.....
Except for the last two days and the rest of the week, because I died Monday night and am now a zombie. But let's look past that.
I'm thankful for my family. The thing I take for granted the most. Without my mom and dad, I wouldn't be here. Obviously. Neither would any of my siblings.
Without my mom, I wouldn't be able to experience that mother-daughter bond. The one that makes you feel safe, secure, and so loved when you're with her.
I wouldn't know that feeling of being unnoticed, of causing disappointment, of the negativity that may not be constant but is so strong when it's there. My fear of failure wouldn't be so strong and prominent in my life. I am big and strong now because of those things.
Without my mom and my stepdad, I would have no reason to strive for perfection, because everyone else accepts me exactly as I am.
I love you, mom. I really do.
(All of that sounded harsh, but it needed to be said. No one listens to me like blogger.com does.)
Life without my dad. How would I survive that? No matter what I do wrong, I'm always A+ to him. He taught me to love unconditionally. He taught me that making mistakes doesn't make me a
I am very mature in some ways because I learned from him, and I am immature in others because he showed me you're never too old to be young.
Without my dad, I wouldn't have witnessed firsthand the consequences and hardships that can come from big mistakes and procrastination.
I forgive easily and accept everyone, and I believe there isn't one person in the world who doesn't deserve to be loved.
I am myself because of my dad, and I am so thankful.
I have this sister whose name is Britny Elizabeth Bledsoe. A beautiful, kind, intelligent, protective, loving, caring, understanding sister that no other sister in the world even measures up to. She knows everything about me, even without me telling her. We understand each other. She loves me and my flaws. I would have been a completely different person right now had I not grown up with her by my side. She took every bullet, every blame, every consequence for me.
I could not ask for more.
I am thankful for my siblings. Connor, Shaniah, and Abbi. They are each so unique and amazing. Someday they will all grow up and be the people others wish they could be. Each one is as yielding as they are stubborn, as strong as they are weak, and as kind as they are cruel. Well, maybe they're all a lot more cruel than they are kind.
That, my friends, was a joke.
They make every day worth living, and each experience one to remember.
I hope they know how loved they are.
Becca, Kira, and Kenzie. My best friends. I never imagined I'd meet people like them here. Or anywhere.
I couldn't have asked for a better roommate. She and I are so different, yet so alike. We even finish each other's sentences. Precious! (You know who you are. YOU.) *know this means more than it says!!!*
I couldn't imagine someone who makes me laugh as much as Kira does. Before I met her, I never had a friend who could cause my sides to split every five seconds. We will be friends when we're 80, Kira. Each hearty laugh adds five years to your life, and at this rate, you're making me stay alive until I'm 750. So you better stick around for the ride.
I couldn't think of someone who cares as much as Kenzie. Never have I ever had a friend who always told me to 'buckle up' so many times! It's comforting to know that she wants me alive if I ever crash my car. Of the 20 gazillion people on this planet, there is no one like her.
They have made college so amazing!!
I can honestly say that....
I love them.
Ah, ha! You thought I would forget someone, didn't you?
Sillvia. The constant in my life. I fought with friends. I fought with family. I fought with homework. I fought with my stuffed animals.
I fought with my dog? False.
Unless you have a dog, there are no words to explain the bond between a dog and her owner. But we are more than just owners. We are our dogs best friends, their mothers, their 'number one's. And vice verca.
She is the most beautiful, smartest, greatest, most loyal dog anyone could ever ask for.
True.
And so you see, this was a very cliche, sentimental post.
I am telling you now, at the end of it all, that you don't have to read it if you don't want to.
You're welcome.
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