These are the people

For this post it would be easy to cop out and write about Halloween and wearing masks. It's so simple to relate that to my own life, but I choose not to. I had a good Halloween. I got to experience it with my friends and learn new things about them, and some new things about my "old friends" who care too little to actually read this. Along with this I learned a lot about myself.
This weekend I learned that no matter how much I kid myself I still miss home. I miss seeing Aubree in her halloween costume and I miss eating sandwiches from the Exchange. Though I haven't eaten a sandwich from the Exchange in probably....5 years at the least, I still miss it and associate it with home. One of the biggest memories in my head lately has been of mom and I going to get sandwiches for Steve when he was haying. I can't remember who else was there, Grandma and Grandpa, no doubt. The details are iffy to me. The half moon cheese is what I remember most. I don't know why, but that cheese was better than any other. I could eat it every day.
While I was thinking of this I started thinking a lot about my mom. I've missed her the last few times she has called today, and that always makes me sad. I hate not getting to talk to her a few times a day. I know, I'm still attached entirely too much, but I miss her. I've been trying to write a poem about how strong my family is for my poetry class, but I haven't gotten it quite right yet. It's hard to convey on paper, no matter how hard I try.
When I was little I used to want to be just like my mom. I fell out of that phase for a while but in the last few years I've decided it wouldn't be bad at all. She is one of the smartest people I know and is funny too. I don't know anyone else who was singing "Rich Girl" to their 8 year old and dancing in their kitchen before school every morning.
Truth be told, I would be lucky to get even half of the strength my mom has. I know a few posts ago I talked about how strong Steve was being with his illness. I think the two of them are strong for each other and because of each other. This kind of relationship is a foundation in my life. The belief that the love of one person can make you a better person is fundamental to me, and I've come to believe that it is because that is what I grew up around.  These two people love each other so much. I know that as their kid I can't even begin to understand their relationship, but I think I am lucky to have it.
I know this is a lot of non halloween mumbo jumbo, but it's my family and I think each of them deserves their own little piece of recognition.
I know life can be hard, and sometimes you want to give up. Just remember that somewhere out there, probably closer than you think, is someone who loves you. They love you more than you know, and probably more than you can know and just knowing that love is out there should make you better. Life is going to go on weather you want it to or not and weather you are in a good mood or not. So you might as well put a smile on and enjoy it. Be active in your life and start making a difference. Be strong like your mother and a lover like your parents.
There is a Jimmy Buffett song "the people your parents warned you about" and I think I've found them. The good friends, and the loving family your parents warned you about. The ones that never leave you. I think those are the people I was warned about.
I hope everyones halloween went well and that your week goes well too.
I feel like I have so much more to say, but I'll cut it off here.
Just know reader, that though I may not know you, ever meet you, or be able to hug you, I love you.
Goodnight.