Me: "I think I'm going to start blogging."
Mom: "Well could you come organize your socks first?"
Yes, I just organized socks. Some are going to the thrift shop while the other hopeless Santa Claus Christmas socks and dark blue (used to be black, but have been washed too many times) tall Nike socks find their way back into my drawer. We all do it. We say we need to get rid of some things or donate some things and then when we actually get to that point we can't let go. For example, I sketched a picture of an ex in his football uniform and it might be the best drawing I've done; however, I just can't seem to get rid of it because I'm still impressed with my work. It's only pencil markings on piece of paper, but to me it was one of the first drawings I did that actually made me question if I wanted to take an art class in college. The fact that I got rid of the guy just fine and not this stupid small picture I sketched might be concerning... and that's the thing.. Sometimes it's easier to get rid of people before material items. (I PROMISE I am not a hoarder, so don't even try signing me up for that show. Being on TLC is probably the worst thing that could happen to someone.)
There are so many events in my life that are making it hard to keep people around. Graduation. Last year of MASC. College. It's so easy to keep my graduation robes hanging up in my closet, yet too hard to call up my girlfriends from high school and have a Mary Kate and Ashley movie night before we leave for school. It's easy to let my "Warm Fuzzies" hang from my curtain rod, yet too hard to meet up with all of my council kiddos for one last council N hug. I can take a picture of my family with me to college and keep it in my dorm, but it's not going to be the same as putting puzzles together in front of the fireplace. I am not sad that I have graduated and am moving on; I am just sad that I won't be as close to the people I love.
I think we all wish that we had more persistence when it comes to friendliness and reliability. Distance, no matter how far, is a hard thing to handle. However, it must be taken in a positive light. Distance forces people to make decisions. It forces us to love over miles and miles. It allows us to be even that more excited when we see our families and friends again. It's the hardest test.
There's a song from the We Sing movies I used to watch as a kid and in the song the characters sing, "Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold."
and I know that if I had a pair of gold socks they would never leave my drawer.
