Good morning. Obviously I'm one of three college students awake at 5:15am but I'm up. I've been getting up this early and practicing for my half marathon with Morgan and I have to say it sucks pretty bad. I meant to write last night but once the clock struck 2am I thought I better try and go to sleep. Here goes nothing.
Last night at work one of my favorite customers came in. Her name is Pat and I first met her and her husband Warren at Chili's when they came in to try the place. I guess I gave them good service because they kept coming back and asking for me, which I love. I've been working there for about 8months or so now and they've been there with me the whole way.
Pat came in last night to deliver some tough news. Warren passed away on Oct. 27th. This was completely unexpected and rough for everyone. Needless to say I would really appreciate it if you kept them all in your thoughts and prayers. It really touched my heart that Pat thought to come tell me. It wasn't that she came to eat and just so happened to let me know. She came in specifically to let me know. I've decided to be friends with her and I think it will be a great thing for both of us.
After work I watched Valentine's Day with some friends and it got me thinking about love. Now I believe in love more than almost anything. I think that it can do anything you want it to do and more. I don't care if people say it's a fairytale. I believe love really is all it's cracked up to be. I believe it's worth fighting for and I believe to the bottom of my heart that it is worth risking everything for. Now other than my family I can't say I love many people. A few choice friends make the list but other than that it's tough. I think I've been in love, and if it wasn't, it must have been a lot like it.
I can't tell you what love is. I can't explain it to you, I don't think anyone could. But I know it's important. It's like when you are doing something really special and for some reason you know that it is going to matter, you just don't know why yet.
I guess in conclusion (because I must get up and run now) is that you should never stop trying to make connections. You should never stop looking for love. You might find it in the oddest of places. Even your waitress on a warm Sunday night.
As always readers, keep trying, keep acting, keep loving.
I love you
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