change and giving thanks

Recently I've been feeling... I think "shaky" is the best way to put it. Not shaky like a frail old lady who might fall over & break her hip, but shaky like less sure about things than usual. It may just be because I'm not going home for Thanksgiving & I miss my family, but I've just been a little nostalgic. Maybe it's because I can feel things changing &, as much as I like change, I don't like change that I don't dictate (it's a bit of a control thing). Not to mention the school stresses that are always at the back of my mind.
Anyway, what I've decided to do is make a list of some of the things that I love and am thankful for, because I know that I wouldn't have any of them without change.
I am thankful for/love:
-My family, and that they love me enough to miss me.
-All of the wonderful relationships that I have made since coming to Loma, they are better than I could have ever imagined.
-The friendships that have the stamina to span time and distance and carry on to and through college.
-My best friend Bailey that I love and miss so much; we'll grow old together even if we're apart.
-Point Loma itself. As much as I complain about some things, there's nowhere else I'd rather be.
-Love itself.
There are so many more little things, like scarves, dogs, cuddling, that Marissa isn't super messy, etc that I'm thankful for too.

"Don't hurt or be hurt and don't live in a way that makes you feel dead and don't deceive anybody or yourself and take care of what matters"
-Zadie Smith On Beauty

sister wives

I am currently sitting in my dorm room watching Sister Wives. What is that? It's a show about this polygamist family. First an foremost, I could never be a polygamist. I would be too sad. And jealous. These women are saints slash brainwashed. Not helped by the fact that their husband is a tool box with not ok long hair.

Mommy Dearest

I know that it's a bit after the fact, but this past weekend my lovely mother traveled the hour long plane ride from Phoenix to San Diego to come visit me. It was an excellent break for the both of us: mine from school and hers from life mothering three, variously aged, school children and a dog.
What we accomplished:
We did a lot of eating, that's for sure; from pizza to burgers to Asian goodness, our bellies were never empty.
We survived riding in the car with my 82 year old grandfather, who is nearing the age where one should stop driving (for the safety of the public).
We caught up and enjoyed each other's company.
We successfully avoided being roped into any large family gatherings that neither of us wanted to attend.
We made a significant amount of pumpkin bread (and left out those weird allspice balls that I put in there last time).
Overall the weekend was a smashing success. Love you Mom!

For romantics the world over

“You have bewitched me, body and soul. And I love- I love- I love you.”

—	Mr. Darcy, Pride & Prejudice