Thursday, May 3, 2012
Marriage, Indianapolis, and Writing Makes Everything Worth It
I've mentioned this before, but my little sister #2 is getting married on SATURDAY HOLY CRAP!!! and my little sister #1 is going on a mission for the LDS church.
She totally got her mission call to Indianapolis, Indiana and she is totally going to meet John Green!!!!!! Maybe. But yeah!!!!!!!!
Guys, my sisters (and all of my siblings) are so freaking awesome. They are so smart and beautiful and talented and wonderful. My little brother #2 and little sister #3 were in their school play Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat the last couple nights and they are so hilarious and fabulous.
So guys, I have this really bad habit. I've talked about this before, but the thoughts that naturally come to my head are me thinking I'm lame and feeling like I need to apologize for myself. Very bad and unhappiness causing habit, which isn't good especially because I'm a naturally very happy and optimistic person. Then I went to college I made some really awesome friends who thought I was awesome and for the first time in my life I got in the habit of believing in my own awesomeness and that I was at least sort of on par with my awesome siblings. The joke was still that I had no spine, but at least I was growing one. For one reason or another, I feel like lately I've gotten back in the habit of letting those self-deprecating and degrading thoughts stick around. That's going to stop.
Because guys, my sisters and brothers are so amazing. They are so talented and are doing such awesome things. And I am amazing too, and do amazing things like writing novels. And you are all amazing for being you and doing the things you do. And life is amazing and good and wonderful. And really? Writing is amazing because its all about learning and experiencing new things and even when they're hard you can write about them. And that way you connect with more and more people.
Last night little sister #3 said, "Sarah, will you never let me forget that life is good?"
Never, little sister #3. Never.