You Are Never Truly Alone

I have officially finished Harry Potter, and while I feel a little lost without Harry, Hermionie and Ron (oh, especially Ron) in my life every day, I will do my best to go on with life, and supply you once again with daily random blurbs of nothingness, and thank you so much for still reading :)

I've been working on a new story.  If I may be so ambitious, a novel.  So far it's four pages.  I have a ways to go before it hits the "novel mark" but never the less, I'm very excited to be starting such a project.

This new surge in writing reminded me of a book I started a while ago that really never went anywhere.  I don't think it ever will, the idea was really unorganized and rather immature to be honest with you, but I wrote a concluse, an epliogue if you will, that I re-read today and rather like it, so I thought I'd share:

"I argued with myself a great deal about telling you the way my story ends, or begins.  It’s almost cliche, too perfect.  But looking back at the stories I’ve read and have fallen in love with, happiness is always found at the end, but there is never resolution without sacrifice.  It is true, though, that “everything’s good in the end.  If it’s not good, it’s not the end.”  I think we, as women, need to believe that there is a sliver lining and a light at the end of the tunnel when it comes to love.  No, salvation will never be found in the arms of a man.  I don’t want you to translate my happy ending as me saying you must have a man to be happy. Many of my happiest years were spent on my own, alone but not lonely, enjoying who I was and discovering the world.  I now get to do that with Luke, discover the world through two sets of eyes, but I wouldn’t trade that time to myself for a thousand years with him.  It sounds selfish but I say that because if I hadn’t had that time to discover who I truly was and what I truly stood for then I would never have been able to see in myself what Luke sees so clearly.  I would never be able to be happy with the person I have become and the person Luke loves, and in return would not be able to be the partner that Luke deserves.  Without accepting ourselves, the way we are, we cannot accept the love of others.  And without being able to accept the love of others, we cannot love those that deserve our love the most.

So this is my disclaimer of sorts.  Do not skip through these pages and see merely a fairy tale between a girl and the boy that saved her from a lonely and sad life.  Instead, I hope you find a story of spirit, perseverance and self discovery that led to the realization that when you love who and what you are, you are never truly alone."