I missed you.

I absolutely love those words. They are words that can mean so much more than, "I love you." So much more. In an "I missed you" there is vulnerability and honesty--two things that build a connection with people. If you've ever heard a pained "I missed you" from anyone, you know exactly what I am talking about. You can hear an "I missed you" and feel the relief that you weren't alone in missing someone or the overwhelming feeling of adoration that has been pent up from being away.

The Greatest Glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising everytime you fall.

Happy

For right now, my only goal is to be really happy. I try not to think too hard about it all. Because there are plenty of things that make me happy. There are different categories of what makes me happy: Personal Realationships, Finacial Funds, Education, Social Activities, Personal Growth...

I'm not trying to be anything but happy. I just want to be me.

Confidence

This is a no make-up selfie. Why? Because I feel confident enough to post it. Because I feel beautiful with or without make-up. Because make-up and my hair do not define me. People and their opinions of me do not define me. I define me. My descisions and my actions define me. My words and my reactions define me. I am beautiful and I am confident--that declaration should be enough evidence to prove it so.

-H

Forgotten

It scares me to believe that there are times I'm going to forget people and events that mean a lot to me now. The way things feel. The way they smell. What it is like when you are there with that person or in that place.

And sure, to forget means that the longing for that person or thing less than it was before--thus making it easier to move on. But...for things and people that really matter... I don't want to forget.

"About Me"

I like to think I'm unforgettable

And that time with me is unsurmountable. 

That all the things I once did overshadow those that dare to take my place. 

That somehow they are reigned insignificant in comparison to me.

That my laugh--

My smile--

My voice still lingers. 

That memories of me are etched into your brain like a wooden carving--

Dug deep into the layers that are you,

Detailed with the image of me.

No matter the short amount of time spent with you.

I doubt you could ever could forget. 

I'm not just anyone.

I'm me.

And that to you should mean something.