sometimes when i’m down in the dumps, i think of the love i am surrounded by. whether it be when my friends and i are in stitches over a crank that turns a box into a speaker and pretending to be in a music video. or being engulfed in that long needed tight hug from someone who brings you peace. i also think of another way love was shown. my dad proudly sharing that he thinks that i made a dish better than he makes it. which blew my mind because i think my dad is the best chef in the universe. so it was a big i love you but just hidden because he is an old asian man🙄 anyways, those moments remind me love and hope for the days.
even platonically, falling in love is one of the most beautiful things about life. more specifically, loving people- the way your friends do something that’s so characteristically themselves, and you can’t help but get up and throw your arms around them and think, maybe you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. the way your mother smiles and the weird little color offset in her eyes catch the light so right, and then she tells a funny joke and it catches you so off guard that you spit your water out. the way that boy in the hallway smiled at you when you started geeking about the band on your shirt.
i love to love people. i love to love all of the little things that make people unique. i love to imagine that our paths cross in every universe.
“i am a mosaic of everyone i have ever met in this lifetime.”
Looking back, the most meaningful moments of my life have been those where I‘ve felt closest to those I love- typically as a result of a shared experience or a vulnerable/honest conversation. If my time was running short, I think I would just put any awkwardness aside and tell people what they mean to me and how much I love them. Such conversations may also reverberate and inspire others to be more intentional in their relationships with the time they have left. And to echo another rec, I think it’s important to first identify what is most important to you personally and then invest in that. Brene Brown’s values exercise might be a good place to start!
there’s this vietnamese restaurant that serves this hot steaming bowl of pho. i think that a soup with broth is the hug i need. slurping up the noodles with the melt in ur mouth grilled pork. squirt siracha and hoisin. BAM BAM BAM. that broth always gets me.