project 31: day 16 ::day 2::
Write a letter to your daughter, or a young girl in your life. Tell her what beauty means.
this one is hard for me. I was thinking about it all day yesterday and just could not even begin to sum up what beauty means. I knew who I was going to write to… my beautiful cousins sloan and reaganne… but what does beauty mean? I’m not even sure I know. I know what beauty is defined as… but what does it mean? well, here’s what I came up with…
dear sloanie and rea rea…
I was about your age when your mama had you. your mama wanted the both of you (and garrett) so much. she prayed for you everyday… and when she finally got you, she was so beautiful! she was glowing with pride and love… and she was so happy. you were here. beautiful, healthy, babies. and rea rea, you were such a lovely surprise! I spent my summers back then visiting with you… getting to know you… changing your diapers, feeding you, cleaning! (your mama was such a chore enforcer! she was hardcore!)… I was in love. what am I saying? I’m still in love… with the both of you!
to me, beauty radiates. it’s not always instantly visible… but it’s in ones actions and words. you can make yourself an incredibly ugly person just with your words. guard them. use them wisely…. treat people well. treat animals well. treat the earth well. this will only enhance your beauty… because let’s face it… you both are incredibly beautiful girls… and I’m looking forward to watching you grow into beautiful and kind women.
I love you both very much… and I cannot wait to see you this weekend! (g’s super excited too!)
Sara… who smells like strawberries. (reads with a lisp…)
project 31: day 17 ::day 3::
Write about 3 things that make you happy.
1. this guy, right here.
baxter makes me incredibly happy. I feel like this guy is my little furry soulmate. this dog was meant to be my dog. he’s been the best dog I’ve ever had by a long shot… and I’ll tell you, he’s lucky I feel this way… because he’s not a well-behaved dog… AT ALL. ::bows head in shame:: when I got him, I was going through a rough patch… so, instead of focusing on training him, I took advantage of all the cuddles he was willing to give. regardless, I will have this dog until the day he (we don’t say that word about baxter.)… and I’ll love him like crazy until then.
sounds weird, right? I blame my dad. from the time I was about thirteen, he had me driving on back roads. it was a big time bonding time for me and him… we would talk about everything… so now… if I’m bumming or need to think or need to TALK… I jump in the car and drive. it’s relaxing for me. detox, if you will. I know, I’m a weirdo. but on the other hand, I suppose there are worse things. I also really enjoy cars in general… random fact about me: classic car shows kind of make my heart flutter with excitement. I even like the smell of them…
3. converse and the beach
okay okay… so, I am cheating a tad, but it’s a combination of both. I used to go to the beach in northern california with my friends all the time. I miss it. I miss the smell… I miss the sounds of the seagulls (they are CRAZY hardcore about food, fyi…) I miss being able to just get out of bed and decide to go to the beach… but converse… well, they are pretty much the only shoes I wear (have been since forever… I’m a jeans and tshirt kinda girl.)… and they sometimes remind of me of just waking up, throwing on some clothes… and heading to the beach. ah, love. dreams. ::sigh::