let the light in.

“Maybe it's like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And then things happen - these people leave us, or don’t love us, or don’t get us, or we don’t get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack in places. And I mean, yeah once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. Once it starts to rain inside the Osprey, it will never be remodeled. But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And it's only that time that we see one another, because we see out of ourselves through our cracks and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face to face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade, but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.”

John Green

Happy 5th!

I should already be asleep, but for some reason I felt the urge to write a blog instead. I'm so tired I can hardly stand it and I basically can't move without a not-so-pleasant look on my face and lots of grimacing. Either I'm getting too old or I just forgot how sore tubing on the lake (with Bennett driving) makes me.

So I woke up this morning and my bottom lip was swollen. I had fun at the lake yesterday and all, but it wasn't that wild of a time... no fist fighting or anything. But I just figured it out.

Ants. All up in my bed. My mom said I left a wrapper of some sort (cough cough oatmeal creme pie cough cough) and apparently the ants loved what remained. Oopsie. I don't think I'll ever grow up. Crap... and I just saw another one. I had to squish him on my computer. His friends better not be looking for him tonight.

Oh well... the 4th was a good time. I spent the day with my family (Bethany and Kevin included) on Lake Martin. I'm pretty sure I could stay in that little cabin for at least half a year without ever leaving (except to go in the water) and be just fine. And like always, I didn't take any pictures. Don't get me wrong... I love pictures... it's just that half the time I forget to take them and the other half I don't want to. A lot of times we're too caught up in looking like we're having fun that we forget to actually have fun. So lately I've just been enjoying life. No pictures. Just life.

I do wish I had gotten a picture of the fireworks though. They were pretty! Especially my favorites... those white, sparkly ones that shimmer and fall down and look kind of like palm trees. I guess I'll just have to get a few of the ones Kev took on his phone to post. Oh, and Bethany took pictures yesterday too! I'll get her to send me some. See... I'm covered. I love the people in my life. :)

Here IS one picture I took at Mamaw's tonight. This was after I laughed so hard at Mamaw I nearly peed myself. Someone dialed the wrong number and called her cell phone, and at one point, I thought they might talk all night. Then the lady called back. By the time the conversations were over, they knew more about each other than I thought possible from two 3-4 minute conversations.

I can only hope my smile brings as much joy to someone as this one does to me.