I'm not going to write all the filler-in's. I'm done and ready to move forward. I feel like if I stop running now, I'll run out of steam. I'm going up a hill and as long as I don't stop, I'll make it and the rest of the journey will be beautiful.
Just got home from Andrew's. Megan took me to a hookah bar where we oggled and gossiped and ate hummus...which was delicious! I forgot why I didn't like it to begin with. Hummus, french fries, chai tea and hookah and it was so busy! By the time we left, the crowd had dwindled
a little. We went to Andrew's where Zach and I played Left For Dead while Megan cleaned up Andrew's room.
I love it here. I feel loved here.
Austin sent me a text a few days ago, when everything was still fresh, and said, "Things turn out best for those who make the best of the way things turn out." I locked it and read it whenever I need the pat on the back, the gentle push forward.
2 comments:
You ARE loved there, Kate. Right this minute the strong true love of flesh and blood is surrounding you ... ready to hold you up if you weaken, but I can tell by the words you've just written that you are feeling strong and well. The worst is behind you now.
How did Austin get so wise so quick? Tons of truth in those words. Things DO turn out for the best for those who make the best of how things turn out.
You've already made the best of the way things turned out ... You've salvaged a couple of memories and discarded a truckload of garbage and now your feet are once more planted on firm ground.
There may be times up ahead when cousins and siblings need to lean on your strength, temporarily, while struggling to regain their own ... and you'll look back on this time and remember how good it felt to be surrounded by pure unconditional family love and you'll know exactly how to pass this kindness on to the next person who is hurting.
I'm glad you feel loved, Kate. You ARE loved. More than you know.
Grandma Jo
P. S.
You've been sharing your strength with anyone who needed it all your life. Just now, I spoke as if it would be a new experience for you in years to come ... helping those you love ... when, actually, You were born knowing how to help people through difficult times.
My thoughts once landed on paper in a clear concise manner, but my mind has grown old now and words ramble vaguely. (long sigh here)
I love you, Kate.
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