i'm very late in this post. i thought that our six year BFF date was this April, but it was March 26.
time has slipped through my hands and i often wonder where it's gone away to.
so, here is a long overdue post, cherishing the friendship between two girls who have been through a lot together. their friendship has taken many sharp turns, gone over mountains, splashed through creeks on a beautiful spring day, and even experienced some bloody knees from a fall or two. but, here we are. we dubbed ourselves Dumb & Dumber, and i don't think we could ever shake that title. we've shared so many laughs and beautiful moments together that are too many to count, and they're forever locked away in my heart.
to the girl who has been there for me "through thick and through thin", as you once said, "i'll always cherish the great friend that you've been."
Mirriam, i will always be here for you when you need me. i promise.
i was searching for some pictures of us, and i discovered this in a previous blog post that i did. i think this sums us up pretty well:
She's 5'10"; I'm 5'6".
She's a blond; I'm a brunette.
She's witty; I'm a little slower.
She's a Dragon Catcher; I'm a Smurf Snatcher.
She mostly writes fantasy; I write fictional dramas.
She sings well; erm... I don't.
She can do impersonations; I can't.
She likes Elves; I like Men. (That sounds awkward... she's okay, I promise.)
She LOVES books; I'm not that huge into them. (Honestly... it takes a good 10 minutes to pull her away from a bookshelf!)
She's nearly fearless, unless it's a spider; I'm disturbed by the Disney Alice in Wonderland.
She hates a lot of vegetables; I love them.
It's
absolutely *impossible* to embarrass that girl; me, on the other hand?
Just say something that I said or thought is sweet or cute, and I blush.
*grin* She knew what 'boom shakalaka' meant... I didn't. =D
There's
way too many difference between us to count, but we're *still* best
friends. Our being sold out to Christ is the tie that binds, and
everything else; writing, drawing, laughing, hot chocolate, insaneness,
dreams, jokes, music, people... all of that follows.
Mirriam - you're the best. I love you, girl! (Even if you DO torture me with evil things...
All thanks to Him that we're in each other's lives...
WOW, it's so AMAZING!
thank you for all of the years we spent together. i hope we can look forward to more.
Autumn is upon us!
To quote Winnie the Pooh: "The time of hot choclatey mornings and toasty marshmallow evenings!"
(I'll forever love Pooh Bear... sorry... :D)
Happy Fall, everyone! Tis my favorite time of year!
Its not music - it's chaos.
It's loud, it's discordant.
It's the warm up before the symphony.
And it reminded me of life.
A chaotic bliss of sounds, sights, tastes; mingled together in one beautifully uncoordinated melody.
The quiet tap of the conductor on the music stand, the silence and waiting for the signal to start, and then music.
Music that blends perfectly. Music that flows smoothly.
Life that is breathed into the instruments.
This is a symphony; this is the symphony we call life.
The end of the year is at hand... I can hardly believe it all.
2012 has been an amazing year; I've felt like I've experienced more, grown a little more. It seems like the beginning of the year was only yesterday... and now it's coming to a close.
I will admit that my relationship with Christ wasn't great in 2012... I hit a hard spot in my life and it drug me down. But for the past month and a half, things have gotten far better. Life suddenly seems a little bit brighter and hopeful.
Journeying through the year has been an interesting ride; so many special things taking place and changing.
I've sadly overlooked the little things this year, and I intend to remedy that in 2013.
As this year comes to a close, I hope we can all look back and reflect on everything that's taken place. All of the good things and the bad things. I'm looking forward to a new year - a new adventure.
Look to Christ no matter what darkness surrounds you, and as a friend showed me yesterday... "Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us." (Psalm 62:8)
Great things begin happening when we keep our trust in Him.
Please continue praying for me this year as I work hard to take steps forward - I'll need everything you can give. And I'll keep praying for you, that you would all be strong and never lose hope in our Lord.
Thank you so much for being readers of my blog, and thanks to my family for teaching me the things I need to know. Thanks to all of my friends who have encouraged me, tried me, and often times shoved me when I needed it. :)
You're all gems in the treasure-store of my heart, and I wouldn't give anything to replace you.
I love you all.
2012, we say goodbye. 2013... here we go, one more time.
Let's move forward with confident steps and a trusting heart.
Merry Christmas to everyone! We had a wonderful time at church today, talking, laughing and dancing. We exchanged gifts and enjoyed each other's company very, very much.
Again, we took a picture of 'The Gang', like we do every year, and once again, we've done some growing - both on the outside and inside.
I love all of you so much; you have no idea. Let's stay the crazy friends we are for a very long time to come, and I look forward to sharing another Christmas with you next year, and making many memories in between.
... wow.
What. A. BLAST. 0_0
I've been gone to Georgia for the past four days and got to see my Best Friend in the process - EEK! We had a *wonderful* time. 'Twas absolutely amazing.
We (myself, mom, Nathan and Rebekah) left the house at around 4:45 am, bundled up and crammed in the Nissan to begin the six hour drive. It was long, boring, and totally uneventful, and we arrived at around 10:30 at grandma's house.
That afternoon at 3:00, a green van pulled into the driveway and I went thundering down the stairs to greet my Bestest Friend - it'd been four months already.
"Helloooo!" I hugged her, giddy but feeling like this was a regular occurrence all at the same time. Everyone exchanged hellos and we sat around for a while talking before her mom had to leave. We giggled over story ideas and such, debated what the meaning of 'juseyo' is in Korean, and over-all acted like our crazy selves.
When we went upstairs to settle in and get comfortable, the real insanity began. We sat on the floor beside the bed, listening to music, talking about people and exchanging silly stories, and writing weird letters to each other in our journals. ^_^ She was enjoying a mug of orange juice (instead of coffee?! 0_o), and I was enjoying my pepsi... hadn't had one for the past two weeks, kkk.
Oh, and then she began to draw strange things on my hand....
We sat up in that room for at least a couple of hours, enjoying each others company and laughing over the weirdest things.
I also found out a couple of new things about her (perish the thought! Is that even POSSIBLE?!) 1 - She drinks her coffee black. For some odd reason I always thought she was a cream and sugar gal. 2 - She didn't. know. what. CHEESE. TOAST. was. 0.0 Okay, okay; have I gone mad, or is that beyond comprehension? That's kinda like me not knowing what 'boom shakalaka' meant. *smiles*
We stayed up Saturday night until 2:00 am after deciding on a role play, having an absolute blast. We decided that if one of us ever breaks up with the other, we'd have to hire assassins to kill ourselves because we simply know waaay too much. >:)
After role playing for a few hours, I think I mentioned something about it and she says, "THAT'D be awkward," in a completely in-character voice. Unfortunately, that threw me OUT of character and I broke down into a giggling fit, which prompted her to do the same thing. (Needless to say, that ended the RP...)
*my lovely brother*...
The next day was Sunday. I woke up before her and decided to let her sleep while I went to shower. When I came back - she was still sleeping. Not exactly a surprise. So I went downstairs and got two cups of coffee; one for myself and the other I hoped would appease her morning-monster-wrath.
I sat down on the bed cross-legged and tapped her shoulder, expecting a fist to meet my face. She mumbles and rolls over instead. I cleared my throat, holding the coffee out so she could see it.
"I was nine?"
She blinks, and a slow smile appears. "Yeah. Give."
(The 'I was nine' joke came from watching a Korean drama, where Mirriam's sister misheard the guy asking his girlfriend if she wanted coffee... don't ask me how she got 'I was nine' out of that...)
We laid around talking for a few minutes, and then finally forced ourselves into 'walk' mode and began to get ready for church. The day went by, the sermon was good, and HO boy... I was getting a cold. Nathan had kindly passed it on to me.
But despite the cold, we continued to have a blast - we took some hilarious videos and backtracked over old jokes we had. A new one came in the form of my terrible grammar mistake when instead of saying "the Blacks and I", I said "the Blacks and we". Leave it to Mirriam to take something like that and morph it into a joke we'll never forget.
"The Blaxonwee?!" she squeaked. Thus we now have a fell beast from the depths of the earth that haunts our conversations, and anytime we see anything that could be the slightest bit disturbing, it gets labled with the title of Blaxonwee.
That night we stayed up until... um... *whispers* 6:30. In the morning. However - we have noooo regrets!!!
In all honesty, I think the following was my favourite moment out of all the laughter side-stitches and embarrassing things she said. We had to take her back the next morning, and on the way down the Interstate, we sat in the back seat of the Nissan singing at the top of our lungs to some of our favourite songs, coffees in hand and driving my poor, wonderful mother insane. =D There'd be the random "Look at that building! It reminds me of UNIT!" followed by brainstorming over a book scene or plot. I loved it so much. ^_^
It was sad to say goodbye. *IF* they come up for my birthday next year, that's eight whole months. :( Maybe we can come up with something between now and then.
Mirriam, I love you, unnie. You had me in a constant state of smiles and laughs - it's just what you do to people. ;) And the jokes we shared were hilarious; I wrote them down for good measure. You're so sweet and insanely cruel all at the same time, and even if I DO get annoyed at you on the rarest of occasions, it's doomed to fail because there's no way I can stay that way towards you for more than ten minutes. ^_^ God gave me a special gift when He brought us together, and I have a feeling that we'll always and forever be Best Friends. (Our husbands will die of old age trying to figure us out. =D) You're such an encouragement to me, you inspire me, and you make me want to steal your memories when you write something brilliant that I never would have thought of. ;D
당신을 사랑합니다, 언니.
You're fantastic. ;)
Au Naturale :P
She weareth shoes....
This edition was dubbed 'CRAYON', because we literally got our crazy on. XD Enjoy these videos I put together - the first one a conglomeration of some of our craziness, and the next is Mirriam's rendition of The Tale of the Blaxonwee.... have fun. ^_^
Happy Birthday to my adorable friend, Caroline!
She's 17 today! My little friend is growing up. :) (Actually, most of the time, she's more grown up than me, anyway....)
Caroline, you're a special girl with a sweet smile. Thanks for being there when I needed a level-head. We've been through a lot together, haven't we? Ups, downs, in-betweens, and who knows what else. :P
These last couple of years, though, seem to have been pretty important for us, don't you think? 2011 and 2012 especially.
I've been your friend for eight years, but these past two years it seems that I've really just gotten to actually *know* you. And we've dealt with a lot of stuff. And we've come up with the craziest ideas (bleached hair with red glowing eyes in the window, anyone?). We've cried together, laughed like the crazy teenaged girls we are, and brainstormed our minds into nothingness.
And, well... I hate to say this, but... I didn't get you anything. :P
HOWEVER - I think you'll like the card I made. :) I'm forever in your debt, so... come up with something I can do to pay you back. (I'm going to regret saying that... =D) But anyway... I love you, girl. Keep calm and love the Cat, wot wot! *throws you a salute*
I hope we can continue to go on many more escapades and adventures, and keep going crazy over things like hair brushing the back of a shirt. ;)
LOVE YOU!
I took this picture a few mornings ago at around 6:14 in the morning; I had gotten up at about 5:30, and stepped out onto the back deck to take in the cold air before starting my day, but when I saw the moon and the way the trees looked like spilled ink, I *had* to go grab my camera.
Life has been remarkably interesting lately. Just so many things going on. It just keeps spinning, going around and around.
Somethings that have recently been on my heart lately are working towards goals diligently, and being there for people when they need you.
I posted about the working hard a week or so ago, but the being there for people is fairly new. It's hard to draw the line between fixing someone and knowing when they simply need you to listen.
When I say 'fixing' them, I mean giving them advice or trying to point them in the right direction; not trying to shape them into what I want them to be. I think that's wrong. Trying to change them is never a right move to make, unless they're involved in a sin that is obviously against God's Word or unsaved.
But listening... just listening is so important. Letting them know that you are there for them no matter what. I've had to just listen so many times to so many people.
Listening is important; but the way you listen also communicates how you care. You might be listening, but if your body language, the tone of your voice when you say something, isn't alert and attentive, it'll send the wrong message. I've talked to people before that I know are listening, but the way they acted completely gave me the vibe that they didn't really want to listen and had better things to be doing.
I try to listen, and show that I want to listen... but sometimes the person talking doesn't quite get it. That's frustrating to me, but patience is another vital tool when it comes to listening.
They'll open up to you when they're ready. No sooner. It may take a little nudging, a little repeating that you really do care, but it's when they decide to.
I once told a person that I'd wait for them to tell me what they were thinking, even if the wait would be long. I don't know if they'll ever tell me, but if they do, I know for certain that the wait will have been worth it.
Nothing is more aggravating than having someone force you to tell them what's on your mind, and I'm trying hard to not cross that line, but be encouraging at the same time. It's a fine barrier to tread upon, and how we tread it in the meantime will determine if the person opens up or not.
It's all very delicate and hard to walk - but a listening ear can help far more than we realize.
So don't act apathetic when someone's talking to you - when they really need you to listen. Look them in the eyes, try to understand; put yourself in their place and listen. Just being there can comfort them.
And no matter how many times you say it, reassuring them that you're there for them never gets old. Always let them know that you really, truly care.
It's been a long time since I've posted pictures of my babies, so I decided to take my camera up to the barn a few minutes ago when I went to feed them.
Enjoy!
