Life is AMAZING

Good afternoon, beautiful people!
Aren't you lucky, another update! ^_^ This week has been moving quite slowly, however the weather has been great! Lord, are you preparing us for a crazy snow storm? Speaking of which, I have come down to the conclusion that God has a great sense of humor somewhat of a sick one but great indeed. I have been in situations where I have to stop myself and think: "Lord you did this for some reason" and figure out why. I believe that everything, no matter what it is, happens for a reason. I know I have discussed this in the previous blog but I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
Since my break up with J, I have had the chance to get to know people I never would have with him by my side. There's this elderly man at church who always makes me smile whenever I see him. He's independent, doesn't have anyone waiting for him at home (I know this because my mom was his nurse back at Hamilton Plaza) and my heart went out to him even before I knew his background. I recall a time telling J how I wish I could converse with him, he seems like a man of great spirit (something along the lines) and J said, and I quote, "Yea, but what makes you think he wants to talk to you." That stuck to me, and I never approached him because of it. One morning after mass, my mother went up to talk to him and I used this as an opportunity. We spoke about God and how he never lets you down as long as you're with him. To this day, I always stop to check up on him, to ask how everything is going for him. He always says, "I'm on my feet. That's always a good sign." It makes me smile because people take things for granted when others find it a blessing <3.
For me, I find scenery a blessing. Most will hate that it's snowing or that it is raining but I smile. I love the simplicity in it; how the wind blows and the trees and leaves sway. Or how objects sometimes create shadows that look nothing like what made them. I remember a time walking down 3rd Ward park with J. He had the cutest smile. We never went walking for the heck of it, but that afternoon we did, he thanked me because it reminded him of when he was back at Stony Brook. He loved the tranquility, and he enjoyed the scenery as well. We sat on the bench and spoke about God knows what (it was always random with us), and when I got too far ahead with my thoughts, he'd bring me back to reality. I guess we balanced each other out. I won't lie, I miss these moments, (when we got along). We had our arguments that felt like it was over for good. We were too stubborn to let go; he'd come back the next day with "I'm sorry." I always accepted his apologies, so did he whenever it was my turn to apologize.
From what I experienced with J, I've been able to grow. Grow in such a way that no one could ever bring me to where I was with J. Every relationship, I've found, is different. I like to treat them differently. A chance to start over with someone is simply another shot at love. If you look at it this way, you'll be as open as you were before you got hurt. Love as though yesterday never existed and tomorrow isn't promised!

-T. Love