halfopenheart:

“That’s what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you’re not so lovable.”

— The Fortunes of Indigo Skye by Deb Caletti 

i have a handful of people who love me and sit and hold me when i’m at my worst.  they soothe me, rub my back, dry my tears, or simply talk me back off the cliff when i’m worried about not being able to fly.  they answer my questions or at least help me to find the answers within myself.  they love me when i’m unsure, doubtful, scared, and not so lovable.  thank God for those few people.

(Source: lostinthesounds)

life-love-laughter:

“She refused to be bored, chiefly because she wasn’t boring.”

— Zelda Fitzgerald (via dailylove-notes)

musingsinfemininity:

“I think that one of these days you’re going to have to find out where you want to go. And then you’ve got to start going there.”

— J.D. Salinger

i don’t think today is one of those days, but i guess i thought a lot today about where i want to go.  i have this scary feeling.  i felt it a couple of years ago, but when i came out of it i chalked it up to making excuses for myself.  am i making excuses again?

a few years ago i chose not to pursue medical school because i said to myself “wait, i want a family.  i want to be a mommy.  i don’t want to have to make a huge decision between having a career and being a mom.  i don’t want to go to school forever.”  then, about a year ago, after graduation i said to myself “i don’t have a boyfriend or a fiancee or a husband, i don’t have children - so why am i making decisions on their behalf when they don’t even exist yet?!”  good logic, right?  so i made the decision to try out the MCAT because good grief, that boyfriend/fiancee/husband wasn’t comin’ around here any time soon.

but wait, now i think he might be here.  that life i wanted to make all those decisions over - it might be on the horizon.  not necessarily the close one, maybe the more distant one, but still - he exists, that life exists.  so what do i do with this feeling?  feeling like maybe i don’t want to go to med school?  did i just have to take the MCAT to know i could do it and then i could move on?  is that insane?  i think it might be.  but i guess mr. salinger has a point, that one of these days i’ll have to figure it out and get on my way.  but today is not that day.  and tomorrow isn’t that day either.  i think i have another month or so.  thank goodness.

(Source: bookmania)