Loving a person just the way they are
It's no small thing
It takes some time to see things through
Sometimes things change, sometimes we're waiting
We need grace either way
Hold on to me and I'll hold on to you
Let's find out the beauty of seeing things through
There's a lot of pain and reaching out and tryin'
It's a vulnerable place to be
Love and pride can't occupy the same spaces, baby
And only one makes you free
Hold on to me and I'll hold on to you
Let's find out the beauty of seeing things through
If we go lookin' for offense, we're gonna find it
If we go lookin' for real love, we're gonna find it
Hold on to me and I'll hold on to you
Let's find out the beauty of seeing things through
Loving a person just the way they are
That's no small thing
That's the whole thing
Loving me just the way I am
It's no small thing
It takes some time
~Sara Groves~
So sorry for the lack of postings as of late...school starting back and all, you know. I really don't have much of substance to talk about, so I'll list some rocking awesome music I've been hooked on lately. These are all worth seeking out.
Sleeping At Last- Keep No Score
MuteMath- MuteMath
Sufjan Stevens- Come On Feel The Illinoise!
mewithoutYou- Brother, Sister
Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly.- The Chronicles of a Bohemian Teenager
Copeland- Eat, Sleep, Repeat
The Album Leaf- Into The Blue Again
Snow Patrol- Final Straw
There ya go. And since I can't really think of much to say, here are some song lyrics that are good at saying what I can't.
This could be the very minute
I'm aware I'm alive
All these places feel like home
With a name I'd never chosen
I can make my first steps
As a child of 25
This is the straw, final straw in the
Roof of my mouth as I lie to you
Just because I'm sorry doesn't mean
I didn't enjoy it at the time
You're the only thing that I love
It scares me more every day
On my knees I think clearer
Goodness knows I saw it coming
Or at least I'll claim I did
But in truth I'm lost for words
What have I done? It's too late for that
What have I become? Truth is nothing yet
A simple mistake starts the hardest time
I promise I'll do anything you ask...this time
~Snow Patrol, Chocolate~
I've been thinking about relationships the past couple of days. Sadly, it seems to be a subject I cannot avoid no matter how hard I try. Perhaps that is because, as humans, we were created to be in relation with each other...whether romantically or otherwise. It's really hard to remember that and be ok with it- especially in a culture like ours. A friend of mine asked me once why girls "play games" so much. I thought about it, and suggested that our culture has shifted to this paradigm of the strong woman. Society is encouraging women to be strong and independent; to pursue goals, dreams, and careers. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this...except that now women have this idea pushed on them from culture that they do not need a relationship in their lives. I think that women often battle themselves because culture says they do not need a relationship to be successful...that they can be just as career oriented as men and be fine. However, as women we are specifically made to want or yearn for a relationship. So then we have this fight within us between the woman who is straining to be ok as an individual and the girl who is longing to become part of someone else, too.
Whew. Now on to what I originally intended to blog about... Another friend and I were sitting around talking about crushes we've had, crushes other people had, who ended up getting engaged, and all that fun stuff. She jokingly told me that I won the prize for having the most guys have a crush on me. Although I know for certain she did not mean any harm in that comment, it hit me harder than I thought it would. I started thinking about that....about how I've gained somewhat of a reputation in college of being a heartbreaker. I guess I went crazy...I only dated one guy all through high school, and we dated for about 2 years. He was the first guy I had ever dated. Since then, just in my 4 years of college, I've dated like 9 guys or something...and kissed way more than I ever should have. I then started thinking that I would have rather been the girl who never was really liked and didn't date much, but found love in the first guy she seriously dated and ended up getting married. Although, I'm sure that has it's downsides too...because I know a couple of those girls and they seriously questioned themselves until they found that one guy. I just didn't think that getting so much attention would be so detrimental. At this point it's like when guy likes me and tells me, it's all been said. I've heard it all before and it's not that special. That's really sad to me. I guess if and when I find the guy I'm supposed to be with, all of those things that have been said and soiled and run over will somehow regain their sparkle and magic. Then again, life is not a chick flick.
All of this has really been verbal vomit...just thoughts. But that's what a blog is, isn't it? So beautiful...