Sometimes life gets you in a rut.And when I say rut, I mean a huge, beneath the surface, feeling like everything is going wrong kind of rut. Picture this, me running into my best friends house, mascara-streaked tears streaming down my face.
Now you’re probably wondering how I ended up here.
Let’s start at the beginning.
First it was a concussion that knocked me out of school for a week, scratch that, FIVE weeks.
Then it was the inability to cheer.
Or do anything that I had spent my entire year doing.
Then it was having what seemed like my entire life flipping upside down without any warning or time to stop it.
In a nutshell, everything in my life was (and is) changing and I could do absolutely nothing about it. Life is rough like that sometimes I guess.
I’m dancing around a bedroom to bad country music and show tunes while downing ice cream with people that make me feel like life is worth every single bad day. And we’re squeezing three people into a one person hammock. And I’m sitting on a rooftop writing for the first time in a month. And just for now, in this moment, life feels a little bit better than it has for the past few days.
And I know that a lot of days feel like they aren’t going to stop and a lot of days you want to get in the car and drive as far away as possible because why the heck not. Except for every one of those days that turn into crying yourself to sleep, there’s another weekend filled with the people you love most reminding you of your own beautiful, wonderful spot on this planet.
And to my wonderful, radiant balls of light that I get to call my friends,
Thank you, I love you more than words can express.
With love always, Elle