Stars

Stars
This is life: the beauty is there, and then all the time, every minute, a little piece of heaven falls right into your hand. You just have to open your palm and accept it.

Monday, October 24, 2011

I will never let you down

"Wove. True wove, is what bwings us togethuh todaiy."  Don't you love The Princess Bride? If you've never seen it, go watch it. Right now. It's more important than anything except for maybe that screaming baby in the background. Family comes first. xD

The point of that seemingly random quote was to make a point. Westley and Buttercup have the kind of love that knows no boundaries, no inhibitions. Perhaps that's solely the stuff of fairytales,  but I believe there is some truth to it.

Love means everything. Honesty, integrity, morals. Breakfast in bed. Lemon bars. Ice cream. A phone call. Love is more than an engagement ring or a wedding dress or even a family. Love means doing all you can for one person. Everything. Love means (I love this) that you pray for the one you love more than you do for yourself. Because their happiness is more important to you than your happiness.

This is what makes the world go round! Isn't it wonderful! In a society peopled by lust, divorce, adultery, and immorality, true love still lives! Every day, men and women make sacrifices because of the love they have for each other! Doesn't that give you hope?

It gives me hope. It's a star.

Take Me With You Secondhand Serenade

Friday, October 14, 2011

I can still feel your heat beat fast when you dance with me

I must admit, in the last year or so I have become quite anti-dances. It could have something to do with the kind of guys you can meet there, or the awkwardness that can occur, but I have become increasing more reluctant to go. Unfortunately...or perhaps fortunately...because of my job I have to.

And sometimes I hate them. I don't really like dancing...because I fail miserably. I like ballroom, but I can only do well if I'm dancing with a guy who can lead...which happens about as frequently as my dad's favorite team winning a football game. Next to never. Slow songs...well they're awkward. Young guys, creepy guys, guys who have amazing personalities behind the Umm...yeahs, and guys that probably have amazing personalitites, but should also buy deodorant. And then there's that awkward song where you don't dance, but the majority of people are. Or the awkward moment where you've been dancing so much you don't want to anymore and the girl you're talking to hasn't been asked to dance at all.

You get my point. Dances can stink.

But. There is one reason to like them. Probably more than one, actually, but this is the one I'm going to focus on. You know the moment in the movies where the girl looks across the dance floor and sees the perfect young gentleman at the same moment that he notices her? Reference to West Side Story, Cinderella, A Cinderella Story.....I'm sure you can come up with many more. Those moment may not always happen in real life...but there is something to be said for the idea: spending a slow song (hopefully a very LONG slow song) in the arms of someone for whom you care very much,

And that is the reason. Because dancing close with someone you care about is sweet. It's a chance to talk privately...sing...dance...basically enjoy being alone together in a room full of people.

That's my star today, as I head off to another dance tomorrow. That there is always that one guy that makes the rest of the awkward ones worth it.

If My Heart Were a House, Owl City