A slight vibration echoes in the room where I spent my summer’s vacations; the humid air of West Virginia seemed to contribute to the anxiety that suddenly possessed my body. Just a few months ago seemed like a life time ago as my best friend promised to continue our friendship even after a nasty fight with jealousy. Hoping she would want to talk it out, my finger touched the accept button and heard her voice. Her familiar voice that I had made laugh when I told a joke, her voice that shook as she would pour out her problems on my shoulder. Her voice that was now distant and vacant. Simple words stung like venom, spiraling me into a mental asylum. She no longer wanted my friendship, in fact she wanted one thing, and one thing only, to make
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In May, I joined the track team and was introduced the most caring people on this campus. I came upon a boy who was learning to love again where as my definition of love was lost in translation from years of carrying my imperfections on my back. Although I do not consider this boy and me to be “together,” I consider him to be someone who is very close to my heart. His charisma is flirty and into all sorts of children toys, his “Peter Pan syndrome” proved to be my saving grace uncovering the years buried under my burden of insecurities. His Christ-like attitude; strong and inspirational, and his shyness I was able to relate to, little by little I found pieces of myself in someone else’s heart and mind. The love Natalie and others showed me all lead up to meeting Jason because of their constant encouragement my heavy heart needed. I am still young and open to the idea it will not last, but that is what I am okay with admitting. God works all things for His good and thus far my heart has become open to His word and teachings. To this day I do not know how he managed to steal my heart or become such an influential figure in my life but I am grateful. He has shown me love where I did not think I was capable of doing, each of us sewing back the parts of hearts previously ripped at the
In May, I joined the track team and was introduced the most caring people on this campus. I came upon a boy who was learning to love again where as my definition of love was lost in translation from years of carrying my imperfections on my back. Although I do not consider this boy and me to be “together,” I consider him to be someone who is very close to my heart. His charisma is flirty and into all sorts of children toys, his “Peter Pan syndrome” proved to be my saving grace uncovering the years buried under my burden of insecurities. His Christ-like attitude; strong and inspirational, and his shyness I was able to relate to, little by little I found pieces of myself in someone else’s heart and mind. The love Natalie and others showed me all lead up to meeting Jason because of their constant encouragement my heavy heart needed. I am still young and open to the idea it will not last, but that is what I am okay with admitting. God works all things for His good and thus far my heart has become open to His word and teachings. To this day I do not know how he managed to steal my heart or become such an influential figure in my life but I am grateful. He has shown me love where I did not think I was capable of doing, each of us sewing back the parts of hearts previously ripped at the