Family isn’t in the last name.
It’s in the lessons and the matching scars.
Our friendship has been through a lot.
Roxxie Blackham
Throughout the last 18 years, I have acquired many lessons just from being in her presence.
Some of these lessons were useful in literal ways, and some served their purpose metaphorically.
When Macaroni noodles are done, they will stick to the wall when you throw them.
I like to think of these lost noodles as the people in my life who never stuck around.
So shout out to her for being mybravest noodle.See what I did there?
Let them see the fate that awaits them if they decide to cross you.
Dont cover those bags under your eyes that reveal the struggles with sleep that you had the night before.
When shaving your legs, always go against the grain.
The same lesson can be applied to life.
We all want to accomplish something in our time here.
Sometimes, you have to be brave and go in the opposite direction as everyone else.
Not all growth looks the same or occurs in the same direction.
You have to try something new.
Sometimes, its gonna hurt.
You might cut yourself; you might even bleed.
In the end, the results will be worth it.
It is okay to change your mind on the big things in life.
You could have your mind set that children arenoton your list of life goals.
Then you’ve got the option to meet someone who changes your mind completely.
Life is about growing and meeting people who challenge you to see your own potential differently.
You are allowed to change your mind on what will and will not make you happy.
You are allowed to become someone who the teenage version of yourself would not understand.
Sometimes thats thewhole point.
Home isnt where, butwhoandwhat.
Home isnt always a tangible structure.
Its the sound of Avril Lavignes voice and the smell of play dough.
Home is the sound of two hearts frantically beating in unison while sneaking out of the house.
Its the smell of June right before sunrise.
Home is the weight of unconscious rib cages against hardwood floors.
Its in the prayers against the static on the radio.
Home is in the cigarette smoke and pinkie promises.
Its the voice of the other person saying,I swear.
Family isnt defined by blood.
Family isnt in the last name.
Its in the lessons and the matching scars.
