“The nights I don’t remember are the ones I won’t forget. “

“The nights I don’t remember are the ones I won’t forget. “

Over the weekend, I learned of the death of a distant friend in Winnipeg. He was more of an acquaintance I had met and hung out with a few times, nevertheless it had me thinking. This past year alone, I’ve had a few friends/acquaintances/distant family pass away. I’ll never really fully be able to wrap my head around the overwhelming feeling of finding out someone that you know is just… gone. So young, so full of potential.

Life can be taken away from you as quickly as the seconds turn. I can only pray that I’ll be able to see another sunset and sunrise, count the stars in the night sky, see my breath in the winter cold, feel my heart pound against my chest, look out over the ocean, take an airplane ride to a distant land, meet people, shake their hand, touch their lives. I can only pray…

Inbetween my prayers and the day God decides to take me home, I’ll appreciate the magnificent beauty of every sunset that indicates another day is done, and the rising sun that lets you know you’re still alive to see another one, I’ll count my blessings in the millions of stars, take a deep breath, feel the life in me, take as many trips around the world as possible to play in the ocean, learn about people’s stories, and let their lives touch mine. I can’t promise that I’ll wake up appreciating and living each day to its’ fullest as I’m only human - there will be days where I’ll feel like everything isn’t going right.

But I promise that I’ll try.


PS. I know some people find it annoying when others say YOLO. But despite the “hipster” stereotype of it, and how many times the ‘youngins’ butcher that word … that’s not the point; look past the surface and further into what it means. Because it’s true; in all essence of the saying, you do only live once.

Over the weekend: hair tied up, no make up on, in my bf’s baggy shorts and tank top, my eczema and keratosis (a skin disease that i have) had flared up, so i was beyond itchy and my skin was inflamed, red, and resembled hives. so i basically looked like hell hit me twice over and my boyfriend looks at me, kisses me all over my face, and says:

“You’re so beautiful.”

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