Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Dear *,

Finals are tomorrow, but luckily I only have one "serious" final. So instead of studying, I'm going to write some confessions out. I'm not going to address who these confessions are to, and I'm going to be very vague. I actually don't know the purpose of writing these confessions but oh well.  So here we go.


Dear *, You helped me tremendously today. You stayed with me really late to make sure I was okay- and I was, especially because you were making sure I was! You are such an inspiration in my life and I will always put you as my number one role model.

Dear *, today we stood and said no words at first, but eventually you spoke up. It wasn't even something super deep or meaningful, but just the fact you started the conversation meant the world to me. I always feel like I am the one trying to engage people and ask enough questions to get people to talk, but you initiated the conversation. Thank you so much, I hope I meet more people like you with such a friendly characteristic. I even sort of hope one day we can talk once again!

Dear *, You literally will never understand how much you mean to me, because you don't speak English :). But, just by us looking at eachother I have to wonder if you understand my love for you. The kind of fondness you and I share is one I actually see as a metaphor. You will never know how much I love you, you'll never understand. And this is how God looks at us as well. Thanks for always automatically making me smile right as I walk through the door. I never thought someone like you would have such an effect on my life, but you have; and you'll always have a part of my heart.

Dear *, Thank you for being there for everyone. Thank you for being such a good authority figure, and for being such a helper. Thank you for being so Godly.

Dear *, thank you for practicing putting the last first.

Dear *, thank you for having such a shining light in your spirit. Your kindness made my whole day brighter, along with your innocence and helping heart. Thank you for your gift as well.

Dear *, thank you for taking time to sit with me and ask how I was doing, more than once. I secretly love it when you ask me how I'm doing, or even when we talk. I genuinely enjoy it. You seem quiet, which is awesome. But thank you for asking me how I'm doing, and for sitting by me even when you didn't know me that well. I want to know you well.

Dear *, thank you for taking time to sit with me and asking how I was doing, more than once. Your submissiveness and heart is so pure and genuine, and I sincerely wish there were more people in the world like you. You are such a good person, and I also love that you are trying to figure out faith and who God truly is. And that you are honest about it. I pray that you know that you have a super awesome purpose and that there should be more people in the world like you. Your smile rocks too!!

Dear *, thank you for your pure kindness and your understanding ways. You are one of the nicest and most awesome mentors I've ever had.

Dear *, I'm not sure if we've met yet, but let me introduce myself in case we haven't. I'm Chrissy, well my full name is Christina but I'm mostly called Chrissy. I don't know your name, but I'm sure it sounds like a song and has a certain cadence to it. And I'm sure our names harmonize perfectly along with everything else inside of us. Maybe not perfectly, but purposely- meaning, we have purpose. We fit together. I'm so excited for us to become a triangle, us being the two bottom corners and God being the top corner. I'm excited to go on drives and show you songs that remind me of you. I'm excited to share the world with you. I'm excited to share life with you. I'm excited to meet you.

Dear God, thank you for all these people. There are so many other people I am thankful for, and You know who they are. But thank You for these little moments, big moments, and everything in between that I have shared with these amazing people. I love them, but I love them because I love You; actually, because You love me.

Love, Chrissy

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