(I think the best writing comes in the morning, btw)
You know, after many times of looking through old myspaces, old facebook comments...I've come to the conclusion. I'm fully healed. I'm happy. I'm 100% over so many things that have happened to me in which it has changed me for the better. Sure, I'm young. But I've had plenty of experiences that have hurt me emotionally and have made me cautious in ways that I wish that I would never hope to be. But you know, I look back at these people, these boys, these experiences, these situations and smile because I did it. I made it out & I'm happy. I'm strong. I'm driven. I am able to turn down these things and completely let go. I mean, it took me a long time ago but I can get used to this. I wake up with a smile because I know I'm no longer stuck in a situation that can hurt me or ruin my outlook on how I feel about life. I look at these boys that once hurt me and say "Good luck with yourself." I can look at old friends and say "I'm glad you're happy." PTL. I've never been happier to be living or been happier to be who I am today. So all you people who have hurt me, challenged me, let me down, disappointed me, mistreated me, played me, etc. PTL for you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be the person I'm proud to be today. Let go and Let God. Peace.
-- Danielle Delos Reyes
"For me, mine is huge..."
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House. Defined as a place you live. A place you reside. A place that holds all your junk. A place that people live in. How many houses have you had? Okay okay, I see you're catching on. Hahaha, I tried to make it so metaphorical and so deep sounding in the beginning. On the real though, how many times can you say you've lived in a HOUSE and not a HOME?
Every single day, after a long day of work, school, whatever it is that we do during the day, we go back to what you would call...a HOUSE. Maybe you don't live in a house. Maybe you live in an apartment. Maybe you live in a condo. Maybe you live in a dorm. Or maybe, you don't have a place to live per say. But somehow, you have a place to reside when you finish your day off. This, my friends, is what you would call a house (or place of rest, those of you who are nit-picky about my use of the word)
But inside this house is what? Furniture. A laptop with Facebook, Gmail, Blogspot & Pandora all open at the same time. People. Not just any people, right? People that you call, family, perhaps friends, or even family friends. But, you don't live alone. Do you? If you said yes, you have neighbors. You're not alone, silly. So you live with your family. What constitutes family for you? People who pay for all the things you need/want/desire. People who gave birth to you & consistantly nag you for everything. People who steal your clothes & uses things without asking you. People who yell all the time because of something so minute. If you see it this way, you, my friend, need to relook at your family & see exactly why you were placed on this Earth with this certain family. Whomever they are, it's amazing what plans the big man upstairs has for you with this family. Now this, is what you can call...a HOME.
You know, blood family doesn't have to be THE family. Maybe your family consist of people you're not even related to. Maybe your family consists of step-whatevers or foster-whatevers. But you know, the love and the care that is brought to your family is the most beautiful thing that is given by the family. Sure you may not see it now, but when you take a step back and look at everything and not consider the words "me" or "i" then you'll see. You'll see what I'm talking about.
For me, mine is huge. It consists of many people that I consider my family. I've got my blood relatives, my brothers and sisters in the community, my friends within Barkada, my longtime friends from high school or longer, my dorm friends. You know, there's just too many to name. My family is what backs me up whenever I need help. My family is the only people I know who won't trade their loyalty to the family for something so unimportant & selfish. My family are the only people I know who will give me advice on things I need to know. I love my family. No matter how much arguing there may be. No matter how much blood, sweat & tears go into my family. No matter how many times I can say "#$@% YOU FOR BEING SO IRRATIONAL". My family knows me, they care for me, they provide for me, they respect me & most importantly, they love me. Take a second to look back at your family, blood, immediate, & extended family. Peace.
-- Danielle Delos Reyes
Every single day, after a long day of work, school, whatever it is that we do during the day, we go back to what you would call...a HOUSE. Maybe you don't live in a house. Maybe you live in an apartment. Maybe you live in a condo. Maybe you live in a dorm. Or maybe, you don't have a place to live per say. But somehow, you have a place to reside when you finish your day off. This, my friends, is what you would call a house (or place of rest, those of you who are nit-picky about my use of the word)
But inside this house is what? Furniture. A laptop with Facebook, Gmail, Blogspot & Pandora all open at the same time. People. Not just any people, right? People that you call, family, perhaps friends, or even family friends. But, you don't live alone. Do you? If you said yes, you have neighbors. You're not alone, silly. So you live with your family. What constitutes family for you? People who pay for all the things you need/want/desire. People who gave birth to you & consistantly nag you for everything. People who steal your clothes & uses things without asking you. People who yell all the time because of something so minute. If you see it this way, you, my friend, need to relook at your family & see exactly why you were placed on this Earth with this certain family. Whomever they are, it's amazing what plans the big man upstairs has for you with this family. Now this, is what you can call...a HOME.You know, blood family doesn't have to be THE family. Maybe your family consist of people you're not even related to. Maybe your family consists of step-whatevers or foster-whatevers. But you know, the love and the care that is brought to your family is the most beautiful thing that is given by the family. Sure you may not see it now, but when you take a step back and look at everything and not consider the words "me" or "i" then you'll see. You'll see what I'm talking about.For me, mine is huge. It consists of many people that I consider my family. I've got my blood relatives, my brothers and sisters in the community, my friends within Barkada, my longtime friends from high school or longer, my dorm friends. You know, there's just too many to name. My family is what backs me up whenever I need help. My family is the only people I know who won't trade their loyalty to the family for something so unimportant & selfish. My family are the only people I know who will give me advice on things I need to know. I love my family. No matter how much arguing there may be. No matter how much blood, sweat & tears go into my family. No matter how many times I can say "#$@% YOU FOR BEING SO IRRATIONAL". My family knows me, they care for me, they provide for me, they respect me & most importantly, they love me. Take a second to look back at your family, blood, immediate, & extended family. Peace.-- Danielle Delos Reyes
"Not romantically but obsession wise."
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My attempt to vent out upon a blog that has no particular way of judging me has appealed to me in so many different situations in which I am able to let go and let my thoughts run, not abiding by any forms of regulation. In short, thank you blog for existing as I vent every single time something bothers me or I'm exploding with happiness. Either way, I'm glad to have something I can always write to whenever I feel like it.
You know, I don't have very pet peeves. I don't have very many things that annoy me or make me mad. Or even piss me off for that matter. Those of you who know me can generally say that I'm a happy person. I don't like to be part of drama, I don't like to hurt people on purpose. I am just your average girl who just likes to be happy and fun with everyone that I can. However, you piss me off, swear, you'll realize that I'm pissed off and you won't wanna do it again.
The one thing that gets me most are people who are ignorant and inconsiderate. That includes selfishness & attention-getting. How many people are like that in the world? Plenty. Even my friends are like this. You know, I'm not one to call someone out on the internet, but my friends are. You know those AIM statuses or Facebook statuses, Twitter, etc. Really now, in the words of Mushu from Mulan, "Say it to my face, you limp noodle!" What bothers me most is when they are so engulfed with their own unhappiness that they try to bring others down. Forreal though, you gotta problem...handle it yourself! Don't involve people that are happy on their own. I understand that you need a place to vent, but the internet is NOT where you call someone out.
I find this rather ironic that I'm writing about this online. (Secret laugh) But then again, there's a lesson to this, I promise.
When people post up their feelings online, they're looking for attention. Maybe not so much, but they want people to know, which essentially is getting attention. Agreed? So you're wanting to start drama if you put up a status concerning someone else that other people know about. You're waiting for someone to say "What happened?" or "what's up with your status?" Forreal dough, not many people are gonna ask because they're smart enough to know that it's drama. You got dramatic friends? Go tell them. IN PERSON or IN PRIVATE. Not all over the internet.
You know, since the internet was created, it's been a blessing AND curse. I can find anything I want online, which is a pro. I can find anything I don't want online, which is a con. Lately, when it comes to relationships with people, friends, family...I find out things that I, personally, do not attain to or rather agree with. For that matter, I find myself somewhat put down by certain people. Which brings me to the idea: What the HELL did I do to you!? Basically, what do you want me to do? Go down at your feet and say "I'm sorry for being so happy!" HELL to the NO. Forreal. Like, I don't mean to make this a specific rant, but you can agree with me, yes?
So we've agreed we've all felt this way. How do I solve it now? Well, if you're not gonna come to my face, then I'm gonna go to yours. If your friendship is worth it (in my case, ALL my friendships are worth it.) then you be the bigger, more mature person. I know I kinda sound like a hypocrite writing about it now, but actually I just wanted to get my feeling out (whether you see it or you don't) and help others who feel the same way. I think that if that person is really writing about you all over the internet, they're really exploiting how much they're in love with you. Not romantically but obsession wise. Like Mariah Carey says "Why you so obsessed with me?" Hahahahah. Makes me wanna sing the song. No lie. But on the real. I guess that's what needs to be done. Besides, if you know you didn't do anything or aren't guilty of anything for them to REALLY be mad at you about, then whatever. They can say whatever they want about you or complain all they want, but in the end, who's really the most unhappy person? They are.
-- Danielle Delos Reyes
Ps. Sorry for the lack of pictures. I swear, next post will have pictures! [:
You know, I don't have very pet peeves. I don't have very many things that annoy me or make me mad. Or even piss me off for that matter. Those of you who know me can generally say that I'm a happy person. I don't like to be part of drama, I don't like to hurt people on purpose. I am just your average girl who just likes to be happy and fun with everyone that I can. However, you piss me off, swear, you'll realize that I'm pissed off and you won't wanna do it again.
The one thing that gets me most are people who are ignorant and inconsiderate. That includes selfishness & attention-getting. How many people are like that in the world? Plenty. Even my friends are like this. You know, I'm not one to call someone out on the internet, but my friends are. You know those AIM statuses or Facebook statuses, Twitter, etc. Really now, in the words of Mushu from Mulan, "Say it to my face, you limp noodle!" What bothers me most is when they are so engulfed with their own unhappiness that they try to bring others down. Forreal though, you gotta problem...handle it yourself! Don't involve people that are happy on their own. I understand that you need a place to vent, but the internet is NOT where you call someone out.
I find this rather ironic that I'm writing about this online. (Secret laugh) But then again, there's a lesson to this, I promise.
When people post up their feelings online, they're looking for attention. Maybe not so much, but they want people to know, which essentially is getting attention. Agreed? So you're wanting to start drama if you put up a status concerning someone else that other people know about. You're waiting for someone to say "What happened?" or "what's up with your status?" Forreal dough, not many people are gonna ask because they're smart enough to know that it's drama. You got dramatic friends? Go tell them. IN PERSON or IN PRIVATE. Not all over the internet.
You know, since the internet was created, it's been a blessing AND curse. I can find anything I want online, which is a pro. I can find anything I don't want online, which is a con. Lately, when it comes to relationships with people, friends, family...I find out things that I, personally, do not attain to or rather agree with. For that matter, I find myself somewhat put down by certain people. Which brings me to the idea: What the HELL did I do to you!? Basically, what do you want me to do? Go down at your feet and say "I'm sorry for being so happy!" HELL to the NO. Forreal. Like, I don't mean to make this a specific rant, but you can agree with me, yes?
So we've agreed we've all felt this way. How do I solve it now? Well, if you're not gonna come to my face, then I'm gonna go to yours. If your friendship is worth it (in my case, ALL my friendships are worth it.) then you be the bigger, more mature person. I know I kinda sound like a hypocrite writing about it now, but actually I just wanted to get my feeling out (whether you see it or you don't) and help others who feel the same way. I think that if that person is really writing about you all over the internet, they're really exploiting how much they're in love with you. Not romantically but obsession wise. Like Mariah Carey says "Why you so obsessed with me?" Hahahahah. Makes me wanna sing the song. No lie. But on the real. I guess that's what needs to be done. Besides, if you know you didn't do anything or aren't guilty of anything for them to REALLY be mad at you about, then whatever. They can say whatever they want about you or complain all they want, but in the end, who's really the most unhappy person? They are.
-- Danielle Delos Reyes
Ps. Sorry for the lack of pictures. I swear, next post will have pictures! [:
"It's not quite a marriage...""
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You know, I'm so inspired. A mixture of Melissa Polinar and Jeremy "Passion" has brought me so many thoughts into my head. You know, I just want to say that I am so happy to admit to myself that I have my heart so well protected and looked out for by someone so amazing. Someone so special. Like, as Melissa Polinar writes "Here's my heart. Here's every part of me. I give it away and I'm here to stay."How beautiful. How amazing to make me inspired to feel the way I do. I'm not in love, no, not yet. But I am happily cared for in such a way that I can no longer express through words. Passion's lyrics are so beautiful..."As long as you wait for me, please save a space for me." You know, I just have his song on repeat for myself.
I have so much inspiration to make something work. I have so much inspiration to just let something strive. Something that means so much to me. I'm young, but that's what I'm thankful for. The youth that I do have, is what makes me realize how much I've got to learn from someone and others around me. Things are so amazing. I don't even know how to express in any more words the amazing feeling that I have been blessed with.
Sometimes I question whether or not I have my heart out in my hand. Whether or not I'm living into the moment than thinking about the future. I'm not looking to get married. I'm not looking for a lifelong relationship just yet. But you know, as I told my mom today, " I'm not looking for a marriage relationship. But you know, if God allows, I'm more than okay with being with that person for a really long time." "Honey, we'll make it."
I'm not writing to say how mushy love I feel right now. But I just want to write about how amazing I feel inside. I sit here and shake my head with a huge smile on my face as I write. I feel as though these expression of words does not even compare to the feeling that I have on my heart and mind. Maybe it's the giddy talking, but also I'm just so inspired. I'm inspired to treat him so differently. I'm inspired to be the best that I can be. I owe him this much to be true and honest with him.
So why do I feel the urge just to write about my loving feeling I have in my system in this blog you may ask? Well, you know I look back on all the relationships, all the boys that have come and gone in the past and I realize...I'm so immature. I thought of the title "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" as just a name. But, it's more than that. It's a commitment to knowing that you've singled yourself out for that one special person. It's not quite a marriage, but it's on the way towards that. If you don't agree, then you're not on the right track with the idea of dating. I feel like, I've been so inspired so much by people that I hold so dearly in my heart. I believe that the guarding of my heart that I've had ever since "I kissed dating goodbye" has taught me the most important lesson of all: Patience. To wait for the biggest happiness that only God can grant when it comes to romantic love. Learn to love yourself before you can love others. Love the idea of unconditional love.
It's crazy. I feel as though many young people out there should know and believe that relationships aren't something that one should take lightly. There are those out there who feel like, "Why doesn't girls/guys like me?" or "Why aren't I noticed?" or "People say I'm such a good catch....but why am I single?" You know, I really can answer that for you. Being a good catch doesn't mean that you're meant for all guys/girls out there. You're someone so amazing and so special that you actually are meant for that one special person. "Why hasn't that person found me?" you ask? Well, it's not time for you. Patience is a beautiful virtue. It teaches one to learn to love what they have. It teaches one to treasure what they own. I am a victim of this quote myself. But it took me so long to realize that I am only made for one person.
To truly care about someone, you think of them before yourself. Elementary right? Sometimes, many people don't see this. Selflessness. That's the beauty of any relationship. How many people can say that they can allow someone to do what they desire? Not even myself. I'm guilty of being selfish. However, that's a lesson that all people should learn. To be selfless, is to first be patient. I guess the point of the whole blog is patience.
But going back to this wonderful feeling that is being held within my little 5'4'' body. How can someone like me, who knows about my past, be blessed with someone who can inspire me so much, someone who can teach me new things about myself and life, someone who can guide me with words of advice and listen to me, someone who can treat me with such respect and holds his own moral standards, someone who holds me high above all things that can pull me down, someone who encourages me to do things that I hold myself back in, someone who teaches me more about God every single day, someone who has always been one of my best friends for years, someone I can confide in and know that I will never be judged, someone who is my pastor, provider and protector and lastly, someone who can truly care about me and loves me unconditionally. I don't feel like I don't deserve him because he's so great, I feel like I finally deserve someone who can take care of me and hold me in check.
Sure, I could be living on cloud nine. I could be just happy and giddy from all the things that has been happening but you know, the most beautiful thing about what I write about...is that these descriptions are all descriptions of a brother and a best friend. Praise God. I still pray that God will continue to hold my heart truly. I pray that I will never give my heart fully away so that God can hold most of it where it should be. So many things I've learned and so many things I will continue to learn. I'm just so...awe-struck by how blessed I am. For real. May God be praised.
-- Danielle Delos Reyes
I have so much inspiration to make something work. I have so much inspiration to just let something strive. Something that means so much to me. I'm young, but that's what I'm thankful for. The youth that I do have, is what makes me realize how much I've got to learn from someone and others around me. Things are so amazing. I don't even know how to express in any more words the amazing feeling that I have been blessed with.
Sometimes I question whether or not I have my heart out in my hand. Whether or not I'm living into the moment than thinking about the future. I'm not looking to get married. I'm not looking for a lifelong relationship just yet. But you know, as I told my mom today, " I'm not looking for a marriage relationship. But you know, if God allows, I'm more than okay with being with that person for a really long time." "Honey, we'll make it."
I'm not writing to say how mushy love I feel right now. But I just want to write about how amazing I feel inside. I sit here and shake my head with a huge smile on my face as I write. I feel as though these expression of words does not even compare to the feeling that I have on my heart and mind. Maybe it's the giddy talking, but also I'm just so inspired. I'm inspired to treat him so differently. I'm inspired to be the best that I can be. I owe him this much to be true and honest with him.
So why do I feel the urge just to write about my loving feeling I have in my system in this blog you may ask? Well, you know I look back on all the relationships, all the boys that have come and gone in the past and I realize...I'm so immature. I thought of the title "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" as just a name. But, it's more than that. It's a commitment to knowing that you've singled yourself out for that one special person. It's not quite a marriage, but it's on the way towards that. If you don't agree, then you're not on the right track with the idea of dating. I feel like, I've been so inspired so much by people that I hold so dearly in my heart. I believe that the guarding of my heart that I've had ever since "I kissed dating goodbye" has taught me the most important lesson of all: Patience. To wait for the biggest happiness that only God can grant when it comes to romantic love. Learn to love yourself before you can love others. Love the idea of unconditional love.
It's crazy. I feel as though many young people out there should know and believe that relationships aren't something that one should take lightly. There are those out there who feel like, "Why doesn't girls/guys like me?" or "Why aren't I noticed?" or "People say I'm such a good catch....but why am I single?" You know, I really can answer that for you. Being a good catch doesn't mean that you're meant for all guys/girls out there. You're someone so amazing and so special that you actually are meant for that one special person. "Why hasn't that person found me?" you ask? Well, it's not time for you. Patience is a beautiful virtue. It teaches one to learn to love what they have. It teaches one to treasure what they own. I am a victim of this quote myself. But it took me so long to realize that I am only made for one person.
To truly care about someone, you think of them before yourself. Elementary right? Sometimes, many people don't see this. Selflessness. That's the beauty of any relationship. How many people can say that they can allow someone to do what they desire? Not even myself. I'm guilty of being selfish. However, that's a lesson that all people should learn. To be selfless, is to first be patient. I guess the point of the whole blog is patience.
But going back to this wonderful feeling that is being held within my little 5'4'' body. How can someone like me, who knows about my past, be blessed with someone who can inspire me so much, someone who can teach me new things about myself and life, someone who can guide me with words of advice and listen to me, someone who can treat me with such respect and holds his own moral standards, someone who holds me high above all things that can pull me down, someone who encourages me to do things that I hold myself back in, someone who teaches me more about God every single day, someone who has always been one of my best friends for years, someone I can confide in and know that I will never be judged, someone who is my pastor, provider and protector and lastly, someone who can truly care about me and loves me unconditionally. I don't feel like I don't deserve him because he's so great, I feel like I finally deserve someone who can take care of me and hold me in check.
Sure, I could be living on cloud nine. I could be just happy and giddy from all the things that has been happening but you know, the most beautiful thing about what I write about...is that these descriptions are all descriptions of a brother and a best friend. Praise God. I still pray that God will continue to hold my heart truly. I pray that I will never give my heart fully away so that God can hold most of it where it should be. So many things I've learned and so many things I will continue to learn. I'm just so...awe-struck by how blessed I am. For real. May God be praised.
-- Danielle Delos Reyes
Sway.
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Ever had that feeling that you just wanna shout out "I LOVE LIFE!" You know, I feel that way every single day. I couldn't be happier. Actually, I could. I seem to be happier each and every single day of my life. Sure I started my year roughly. REALLY roughly. BUT you know, I am so lucky. I'm so lucky to have certain people in my life. I'm so lucky to be the way I am today. I'm so lucky to be loved. AHHHH...short post but, I LOVE LIFE! :D
And you, thanks so much for being you. Thanks so much for looking out for me & giving me advice always. Thanks for everything. I feel like I should say this more to you. [: But, thank you.
Thank you Tony Bennett for being the singer of my future wedding song. [:
And you, thanks so much for being you. Thanks so much for looking out for me & giving me advice always. Thanks for everything. I feel like I should say this more to you. [: But, thank you.
Thank you Tony Bennett for being the singer of my future wedding song. [:
M.I.A.
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Missing In Action.
MAN! It's really been a while since I've really blogged about something. [Puts Pandora on RnB/Soul mix]. Better. Way to get the mood in. So lately it's been a pretty crazy life of mine. You know, while I read some other people's blogs, I feel as though only MY life has been going great so far. I mean, I feel as though everything in my life should be there. So as I'm listening to this...I feel like I should write about something...specific. Hahaha.
So here's a question that I feel should be imposed upon many of the readers of this blog: How do you celebrate one's birthday? Do you think birthdays are just a commercial holiday and that people make them more than they really are? Is it more than just a free day inside of Disneyland or 8 free tokens at Chuck E Cheese's? Is it more than just having a party and everyone knowing that you're turning a year older? Is it more than purchasing someone a present that is worth $200 as opposed to someone who just buys things at the dollar tree and decorating the celebrant's room?
Since when were birth-days of buying expensive gifts? Since when were birth-days exposed as how rich or how popular one is by the amount of gifts one gets? Whatever happened to heartfelt messages of good luck and good health? Hahaha, I know this sounds super old-fashioned. But it's rather true. Notice, the older you get, the less a birth-day becomes important. I don't mean to say that in such a negative vibe, but is it not the truth? Once you actually turn 21, the youth of your life is basically over. Once you turn 18, you realize that you can go to jail for things that you never knew you could go to jail for. Once you turn 40, you're considered "over the hill" and you're about ready to, to put in morbid terms, die. Once you turn 25, you're considered a quarter life old. MAN! Birth-days are a crazy concept, no? I don't mean to make it sound so sad. Hahah. But actually the reason of this post is to describe the reality of HOW one can celebrate one's birthday in a heartfelt/meaningful way in which no one has to worry about the "age" in which one may turn.
So spending a million dollars on a person may seem like they're worth it. However, what's a handwritten letter & maybe a hug worth? An Ipod, Iphone, drum set, new car, etc. How much will these things make you happy? HELLA happy right?! It would make me happy, don't get me wrong. But then again, if someone wrote me a letter or did something out of the ordinary that didn't require $100 would make me smile even bigger. Sometimes people need to see the real meaning of what it means to be born. "I thank you for being born this day because without you in my life..." How beautiful. If I got a letter like that, oh man. I would feel like I really mattered to this person. Instead of material thinking (however, being human, everyone would love this.) maybe thinking about WHY this person was born in your life would be a better show to them on how much they've impacted your life. Maybe they were put in this world for a reason for you. Maybe they're someone who will save you from something. Maybe they're someone who could change your life. There is no "Chance" that someone was just born in your life for no reason. So, as the greatest birthday present, tell someone how their birth was important in your life.
So, my birthday is in 17 days. August 22. [:
-- Danielle Delos Reyes
MAN! It's really been a while since I've really blogged about something. [Puts Pandora on RnB/Soul mix]. Better. Way to get the mood in. So lately it's been a pretty crazy life of mine. You know, while I read some other people's blogs, I feel as though only MY life has been going great so far. I mean, I feel as though everything in my life should be there. So as I'm listening to this...I feel like I should write about something...specific. Hahaha.
So here's a question that I feel should be imposed upon many of the readers of this blog: How do you celebrate one's birthday? Do you think birthdays are just a commercial holiday and that people make them more than they really are? Is it more than just a free day inside of Disneyland or 8 free tokens at Chuck E Cheese's? Is it more than just having a party and everyone knowing that you're turning a year older? Is it more than purchasing someone a present that is worth $200 as opposed to someone who just buys things at the dollar tree and decorating the celebrant's room?
Since when were birth-days of buying expensive gifts? Since when were birth-days exposed as how rich or how popular one is by the amount of gifts one gets? Whatever happened to heartfelt messages of good luck and good health? Hahaha, I know this sounds super old-fashioned. But it's rather true. Notice, the older you get, the less a birth-day becomes important. I don't mean to say that in such a negative vibe, but is it not the truth? Once you actually turn 21, the youth of your life is basically over. Once you turn 18, you realize that you can go to jail for things that you never knew you could go to jail for. Once you turn 40, you're considered "over the hill" and you're about ready to, to put in morbid terms, die. Once you turn 25, you're considered a quarter life old. MAN! Birth-days are a crazy concept, no? I don't mean to make it sound so sad. Hahah. But actually the reason of this post is to describe the reality of HOW one can celebrate one's birthday in a heartfelt/meaningful way in which no one has to worry about the "age" in which one may turn.So spending a million dollars on a person may seem like they're worth it. However, what's a handwritten letter & maybe a hug worth? An Ipod, Iphone, drum set, new car, etc. How much will these things make you happy? HELLA happy right?! It would make me happy, don't get me wrong. But then again, if someone wrote me a letter or did something out of the ordinary that didn't require $100 would make me smile even bigger. Sometimes people need to see the real meaning of what it means to be born. "I thank you for being born this day because without you in my life..." How beautiful. If I got a letter like that, oh man. I would feel like I really mattered to this person. Instead of material thinking (however, being human, everyone would love this.) maybe thinking about WHY this person was born in your life would be a better show to them on how much they've impacted your life. Maybe they were put in this world for a reason for you. Maybe they're someone who will save you from something. Maybe they're someone who could change your life. There is no "Chance" that someone was just born in your life for no reason. So, as the greatest birthday present, tell someone how their birth was important in your life.So, my birthday is in 17 days. August 22. [:
-- Danielle Delos Reyes
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