June 19, 2012

You know what the strangest, saddest feeling in the world is? Waking up and realizing that it’s been an entire year of someone’s absence in your life. It’s been an entire year since you’ve heard their voice, their laugh, hugged them, ate dinner with them, made fun of them. 365 days empty of their presence. You have lived this long without them, and that thought is enough to fuel days of crying. You are here and they aren’t. You get up every single day. You eat breakfast and tell a joke and go to work and maybe get your car washed and watch your television shows and maybe get drunk and meet new people and the person you love is just gone. Suddenly the trivial, intangible voicmail they left for you becomes one of your most precious possessions, and that’s where you’re at now. You hoard the smallest anything they’ve ever touched because this is it. This is all they are now. 

I think if I’ve learned anything in my life, it’s that getting up every single day and eating breakfast and telling jokes and going to work and maybe getting your car washed and watching your television shows and maybe getting drunk and meeting new people is a fucking miracle, and in between the bitching and the laughing, you should stop and look around and really, really be glad that you’re even here at all. That, and to tell the people you love that you love them as often as possible. As often as fucking possible, any way you can. 

Appreciate yourselves and the people that matter in your life because one day one of you won’t be here, and sometimes it’s a lot sooner than you could have ever imagined it being. 

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  1. xoxogatorgirl reblogged this from greenthing
  2. sweck said: The year mark really makes you aware of that hole again. Of all the stuff you pushed down. You nailed it though, appreciating the shit out of everything is the right place to go with it.
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