At this point in time, I am wrapping up my second to last semester in college. There are a ridiculous amount of adjectives that I could associate with that sentence, but I think "uncertain" is the best way to describe everything. This semester, this entire year for that matter, has taught me that nothing is certain. You can think that love will last, and then it doesn't. You can think tomorrow will come, and it may not. Uncertainty is the single-most horrifying yet beautiful thing.
Recognizing the roles of the people in my life, in relation to the idea of uncertainty, has been something that I have been struggling with my entire life, and am now more than ever. Never will I understand why some people walk away; why the don't fight for love. And for the people that love with all they have, and appreciate life and the people in it are sometimes taken from us too soon. I feel like I sit at the beach and watch grains of sand slip through my fingertips. I know I am not left with nothing. There are the few, and precious shells that rest on the palms of my hands and radiate beauty into my soul. They are the reason that I am here and the reason that I thrive.
With the holidays coming up, I think it is important to make sure that those who are closest to us, know that they are loved and respected. Everything is uncertain, but that is part of this insane whirlwind, also known as life. To all of my shells, thank you for your guidance and inspiring beauty.
