our choice

"Hearts break open with sadness or they close up with bitterness. Our choice." I read that somewhere recently and I can't remember where, but it has stuck with me.

I'm going to see this guy play tonight with a few really good friends, I'm pretty excited. I can't tell if I am more excited to watch the show or to see my loved ones. Maybe the combination is just right.



I think this is going to be a great weekend. My sister is trying to be my friend again, but I am not yet ready for that. However, her dance recital is coming up and I plan to go and watch but not let her know I am there. No matter how much I am hating her today I cannot miss her dance; I'll forever regret missing that. I love her, but I can't keep putting myself in situations where I am constantly getting hurt. I've recently gotten out of two of those, and I feel so much taller and happier! My time is even more limited on earth to spend them crying - I'd rather smile with good people.