I don't blog about my candle making adventures, my family (with two thousand pictures of my kids), or my life as a housewife who makes quilts 24/7. I'm not some pretentious hipster who can't finish three sentences without using some form of the word "musing." I'm just here to laugh at society.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

People.

There are billions of people in this world we call our own. I don't mean to bring the level of amazing of a lot of those people down, but I've had the divine pleasure of meeting some very incredible people in the short, yet oh-so-long 18 years of my life.

I've met the jocks; the guys who spend their lives in the gym and on the field, with their shirts off 90% of the time.
I've met the attention hogs; the people who would do anything to be adored by their peers.
I've met the geeks; the people who have a life that revolves around technology.
I've met the plebs; the people who want nothing more than to live an average life.
I've met the jokesters; the people who live to make you laugh.
I've met the thinkers; the people who make you reevaluate your life.
I've met the artists; the people who create the most beautiful work you've ever seen or heard.
I've met the downers; the people that, despite their dark disposition, divulge your desire for deep discussion and can help you release your inner emotions.
And I've met a few hipsters.

I've met a lot of people in my life. However, none of these unique, interesting individuals have proven to be as intriguing and awe inspiring as the ones who, despite their past mistakes and all the grievances against them, are still happy. Regardless of whether or not you're a jokester, a downer, or a geek, you have your own way of being happy. Life is hard and then you die, and despite how beautiful this world can be, the fact that not everything goes your way gets to some people so bad that they lose the joy of life.

When life spits in your face, kicks dirt at you, calls you names, abandons you, and stabs you in the back, you know how hard life can be. And when you make it through the day and still have a smile on your face and a reason to love, then you have earned my respect.

There are billions of people in this world we call our own, and you're one of them. None of them have any more potential to be amazing than you do. Smile, you're still alive.