Today I started going through the box of letters that my dad wrote my mom in their college years. They were full of "I love you"s and promises of forever. I am very well aware of the shit my mom and dad went through with their relationship. Obviously forever didn't happen. There was cheating and many other issues. But it's still beautiful to me. It's amazing to see my dad tell my mom that he wanted to marry her someday and have kids. Because they did that. And no matter how ugly it ended, we are still the amazing products of that time they had.
Reading those letters makes me long for someone to write to. My mom was 22 and had already found the father of her children. They met when she was 19. I am, to say the least, a bit behind her. I can't even imagine my husband being in Huntsville. I really feel like I have a lot to give. Maybe too much. And it gets annoying and a bit sad that I haven't found anyone to share it with. I just felt like writing today, so I updated this blog. HAHA. This has not earned the title of blog. Oh Blogspot how I have neglected thee.
School starts Monday and I'm excited. But nervous for my audition. It;s for Eurydice and I want it mighty bad. I've got some more research to do. Well I guess that's all for right now. Just wanted to get a few thought out in print.