I’m sitting here outside of the little house Michael and I are renting in Kearny, NJ. and I’m crying.
I just got done listening to Pink Floyd’s “Wish You Were Here,” because it was on my dads Facebook page, and I am thinking about my family.
I miss them so much.
I miss my sisters screaming, my dad playing music, talking with my mom, yelling at my brother..
I just realized how much I miss them. So much more than I knew.
But im also thinking about this life. And how little I know. How much I wish I knew.. (Patients. I’m working on it)
I don’t really know what I’m doing, except for trying. I’m trying to figure it out. And having fun, we’re having a lot of fun.
“Everything is possible.”
Thats what my dad told me, and that’s what I’m living by.
Thats really the only thing I know… That everything is possible.
I am extremely blessed to have people in my life that constantly remind me that everything is possible. That is something that everyone should hear. Because it’s the absolute truth. I’m here in NYC pursing my dreams with my best friend-
Everything Is Possible.
So to everyone who has not been as fortunate as me, I want to be the one to tell you.
EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE.
Follow your heart.
I’ve realized that it knows quite a bit more than I do.
Lots of love,