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I grew up in a home that was, in my opinion, fairly balanced. My mom brought us to church and encouraged us to grow in our faith and pursue our dreams. My dad taught us how to survive in the real world with logical thinking…and to also pursue our dreams. Really, we were sheltered; our parents protected us from having to learn anything before we were truly ready to handle it. We all have the basics: respect others, trust your gut, don’t take candy from strangers. Some other lessons were learned: things you’ll be grounded for, how to respond if someone disagrees with you, getting up after a fall (physical or metaphorical). I’d say they did pretty great. But for some of the millions of questions I’ve asked over the years or the snotty arguments I created for the lack of answers, it was always the same: Krystin, you’ll understand one day when you’re older. BARF! As a young (read: stubborn) girl, that’s the last thing you want to hear. Growing up doesn’t come with a manual, but I think if it did, this would be the chapter called: “Damnit, They Were All Right.”

I can remember a few choice moments where that stupid answer was given to me that in hindsight was the right answer to give.

When I moved to Tennessee, I was prepared to take over the world. I moved in with my mentor and thought I had officially made it because a 27-year-old Artist Manager for one of the biggest names in the local singer-songwriter circle was letting a 20-year-old move into her space. I, of course, was young and dumb – out until 2 and 3 in the morning getting nachos (which is smart at midnight…SARCASM), driving to love circle to admire a city that didn’t know we were the rulers of, throwing dance parties at each others houses with cakes for a treat…because nothing says dance party like cake. I begged and begged my mentor to come hang with me and all my friends, knowing that her presence would add to my own coolness. Repeatedly, she would turn me down. “Krystin, one day when you’re older and have a big girl job, you’ll understand the importance of your own bed and will appreciate solitude.”  Never!

Nope, she was right. Here I am, 27, with a big girl job that begins at 7:30 each day and rearranging my evenings to know what I can and can’t handle when I have to be up so early. I’m not saying I always say no to people when they call, I certainly don’t…especially if it’s someone I truly enjoy. But I do cut myself off and send myself home.

Way back when I was 14, I was a freshman in love (read: obsessed) with a senior boy. Seriously, it was bad. It’s not one of my better seasons in life and, deny it all I want, it’s still part of my story. I prided myself on being the youngest person to be a part of one of our teacher’s “Backyard Club” – a group of HS students that would all go hang out at her house. (There’s a lesson on appropriateness somewhere in there, but we’ll save that for a later time.) I’d go over and spend time at her house knowing this boy would show up and hoping he’d realize by getting to know me how perfect we were for each other. As a starter on the football team, I’d get him good luck gifts that made his lockergirl jealous. I remember one time while out purchasing gifts for this boy, my ever-supportive mother asked me if I wanted to really be doing all this for him. “YES!” She let me know her actual thoughts on the situation and gave me some “advice” on self-respect and what actual relationships look like. She followed the rolling of my eyes with a “Krystin, one day when you’re older, you’ll understand just what a gem you are and how you deserve to be treated.”  UGH!

…………she was right. That boy was a jerk and a royal one at that. It was pretty devastating to my ego and worse on my heart. I wish I could say he was the last jerk that I let into my world, but that would be a lie (one of those things I get grounded for). Let’s just not open the can of worms on emotionally unavailable boys I’ve fallen for since then and what that says about me. Ha! Suffice it to say it’s a lesson that I’m still learning – even to this day. People accept the love they think they deserve. That truth hurts just a little, right?

In June of 2004, I traveled with Young Life to Egmont, British Columbia, Canada for a week-long camp where I ended up truly meeting Jesus for the first time. Quick backstory, I’m a planner. I like to know the details before just jumping into things – at least for the most part. I had been dreaming of the University of Texas my whole life. It’s all I wanted. So here I am, in Canada, a singular week after receiving my HS diploma and I have a little conversation with Jesus about who’s better at making plans: me or Him. Duh. It’s me…wait…it’s not? Crap. It was there that my whole world flipped upside down and the dream I had always had for UT, which I was leaving for in just two short months, dissipated. So, I asked what should I do if my dreams don’t mean anything? “Krystin, one day when you’re older, you’ll understand that dreams can change.”  Blasphemy!

……………………………………………..I really do have a hard time admitting when I’m wrong, so doing it three times in one post is KILLING ME and, I digress. He was, and still is, right. See, if I’d gone to UT, I never would’ve come to Nashville. I wouldn’t have the friendships that I have today that are continuously shaping me into who I’m becoming. I’d never be able to tell you stories about getting a best friend out of Hootie and the Blowfish, or being on Kelly Clarkson’s guest list, or playing Dream Phone for hours on end because it’s the funniest thing you haven’t seen since you were ten. My life here isn’t perfect, but it’s perfect for me. So, I don’t mind admitting that I was wrong on this one.

If you’ve found yourself here for one reason or another and are just so sick of hearing someone tell you “one day when you’re older,” know you’re not alone. But know, that the journey of learning you were wrong is probably going to be one of the best times of your life. Embrace your mistakes, learn from them, and forge ahead ready to be wrong again. If nothing else, you’ll have some hilariously embarrassing stories about yourself for the future.

You’re reading the last part of my 30 (ish) day blog challenge. Here’s what you’ve missed so far:

Day 1 — Your best friend – Rachel
Day 2 — Your vices – Just Read It
Day 3 — Your parents – Barry & Carla
Day 4 — Your siblings – Barry & Daryl
Day 5 — Your dreams – I’ve got lots
Day 6 — Someone that inspires you – Stacey
Day 7 — Your job – Work in progress
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend you’ve never met – Stephanie
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet – George W. Bush
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to – Alyson
Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to – Papa Jim
Day 12 — Your dream vacation – Italy
Day 13 — Something you look forward to – Sundays
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from – Marci Marie
Day 15 — The person you miss the most – Sarah Kelley
Day 16 — Someone not in your state/country – Mallory Gilbert
Day 17 — The place you wish you were from – Port Neches
Day 18 — The person you wish you could be – Erica
Day 19 — Something that makes you different – knowing who I am
Day 20 — Your favorite TV show – Criminal Minds/Law & Order/How I Met Your Mother

Don’t worry…I’m alive. I’ve decided rather than drag this series out any longer (because it’s clearly lasted way longer than 30 days), I’m just gonna power through the next 10 topics and be done. So, here goes.

Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
That would have to be my best friend Kate Carlson. It was maybe my third week attending Cross Point and she was up on stage leading worship. I knew instantly two things: 1. I’m not cool enough to go to church here. and 2. she and I will never be friends. Now, on any given day…if you need to find me, I’ll either be at work or hanging out with Kate. I hope you get the pleasure of meeting her. She’s seriously a huge light in my world and constantly challenges me to pursue Christ in a whole new way…and not by any other way than how she lives.

Day 22 — Your pet peeves
Easy. Loud chewing, mouth breathers, the metal part of the eraser on the pencil scratching a surface, obnoxious baristas, people who hide behind smiles, cats, needy people (not people in need of benevolence, people who are only looking for what they can get from you), and I’ll stop there.

Day 23 — The last person you kissed
His name is Justin. But what’s more interesting than the last person I kissed is the last 8 I’ve kissed. 7 of the last 8 married the next person they kissed. The 8th is about to get engaged. Just call me Good Luck, Chuck. I’ll be here all week.

Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
That’s a tough one. I have so many amazing memories that I can think of. But I would have to say it was being on hurrication in 2003 with my cousin Erica. For sure.

Day 25 — A life changing moment
June 4-10, 2004, I attended my first Young Life camp at Malibu in Canada. on June 9th, I finally gave my whole heart to Christ. I could take you back there and show you exactly where I was sitting. Such a special place, such a huge day!

Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
That would be Kelsi Fulton. We were both working too many jobs and didn’t have any sort of life, so we made a pinky promise to each other that we would quit our unnecessary jobs. I did…she did not. Boo.

Day 27 — The thing you most enjoy doing
There’s a lot that I enjoy doing. My job, spending time with my friends, driving, shopping, singing (in the shower…because trust me, you don’t want to hear that), researching for the perfect dog, and so much more. But more than anything, I love getting to stand in the back and watch my friends shine. I seriously have the most talented friends and I’m so proud of all of them.

Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
That would in no doubt be my mentor, Jess. She took a very young (and obnoxious) Texas girl under her wing, showed her the ropes for the music business, gave her all sorts of opportunities, allowed her to live in her kickass house, and so much more. I’m sure that I put her through hell, but I’m so thankful for the influence that she has in my life. And now, she’s a mom! I’m so excited to see her raise up a beautiful baby girl! 🙂

Day 29 — Your talent
I’m really talented at making situations awkward and falling in love with people who are horrible at expressing their emotions.

Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
That’s a tough one. I tend to only like my reflection on certain days. Days when my hair is just right or my eyelashes look exceptionally long. I have a horrible self-image, in all honesty. I’ve battled with eating disorders and not being healthy. It’s a hard thing to ever recover from. But for as many hard things I’ve been through that I would never wish on anyone, its the imperfections in my reflection that show the life I’ve lived so far. And I wouldn’t change a thing.

So, now that that is done, we can move on to lots of other things. I’ve got a lot to say…but I’m sure you do, too. Thanks for sticking with me through this.

You’re reading part sixteen of my 30 (ish) day blog challenge. Here’s what you’ve missed so far:

Day 1 — Your best friend – Rachel
Day 2 — Your vices – Just Read It
Day 3 — Your parents – Barry & Carla
Day 4 — Your siblings – Barry & Daryl
Day 5 — Your dreams – I’ve got lots
Day 6 — Someone that inspires you – Stacey
Day 7 — Your job – Work in progress
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend you’ve never met – Stephanie
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet – George W. Bush
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to – Alyson
Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to – Papa Jim
Day 12 — Your dream vacation – Italy
Day 13 — Something you look forward to – Sundays
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from – Marci Marie
Day 15 — The person you miss the most – Sarah Kelley

I’m not that hard to get along with. No seriously, I could make friends with a brick wall. I get that from my dad. So, back in 2007 when I moved back to Texas, I wasn’t too worried about being home without many friends. I started volunteering with Young Life and met so many amazingly sweet girls that I feel like I’ve known for my whole life…but it’s only been 3 years. Sometimes, you meet someone and just know from the very first ‘hello’ that you’ve already been friends for 45 years. That’s exactly how I felt when I met my sister, Mallory Gilbert.

Malpal (which is what I like to call her…it just sounds fun…malpal) is a nut. Really, I’ve never met someone with so much spunk, A.D.D., chill factor, and sincerity all rolled in to one…which is an amazing fete. She’s a friend to many and it’s hard not to love her. She speaks my language, which is pretty hard to do. She’s got all these great little traits, but they’re so hard to explain. You’d honestly just have to meet her. But if you check out this letter, you’ll understand just why I love her:

Dearest Malpal,

Kidding me? You’re adorable. And I miss you. I’m so glad that I got to see you just a few weeks ago, though it already feels like it’s been years. Dear spring break, hurry up!

I’ve had the most fun of my life hanging around you these past few years. Your heart for your friends is so challenging. You love them fiercely, even when they are immature and stupid. You have faith in them, even when they fail you time and time again. Friends like you are one in a million, and I wouldn’t trade you for anything.

I love that you can just give me a look and I know exactly what you’re trying to say. I love that you talk with your hands and say ‘soooooo….yeah’ a lot. I love that some idiot wrote a song about you and perfectly describes you and your friends. 🙂

I know that I may be excessively selfish, but I’m praying that the only school that accepts you is Belmont so you can be closer to me. Let’s face it, the minute you get here, Port Neches will be the last place you’ll ever want to be. It’s amazing here. Nashville can’t wait to meet you…I know, she told me.

I literally just paused for 15 minutes to sign you up for Belmont info…my plan to get you here is in action. MUAHAHAHA!

Seriously though, you’ve shown me so much about how to be more laid back and silly in life. You’ve taught me how to trust people and how to really open up to them. I’m a braver girl because of you. I can’t wait to see what’s going to happen in your life. I know that there’s never going to be a limit to what you’re capable of.

hugsandgigglesandallsortsofglitter,
krystin


Day 17 — The place you wish you were from
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Something that makes you different
Day 20 — Your favorite television shows
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Your pet peeves
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — A life changing moment
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The thing you most enjoy doing
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — Your talent
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

You’re reading part fourteen of my 30 (ish) day blog challenge. Here’s what you’ve missed so far:

Day 1 — Your best friend – Rachel
Day 2 — Your vices – Just Read It
Day 3 — Your parents – Barry & Carla
Day 4 — Your siblings – Barry & Daryl
Day 5 — Your dreams – I’ve got lots
Day 6 — Someone that inspires you – Stacey
Day 7 — Your job – Work in progress
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend you’ve never met – Stephanie
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet – George W. Bush
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to – Alyson
Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to – Papa Jim
Day 12 — Your dream vacation – Italy
Day 13 — Something you look forward to – Sundays

I have the best friends. I would say that my friends are definitely cooler than your friends. My friends are also cooler than me, but I guess that makes me reasonably cool by association. They are all ages, come from so many different walks of life, and each mean something so very special to me. There are also some that I feel I’ve let fall by the wayside. Life happens, I understand, but that doesn’t mean I get to back out of my friendship investments. So, today, I’m going to write an open letter to the COOLEST friend I have: Marci Marie Spencer!

Dearest Marci,

It seems so long ago that I first remember hearing who you were. And that was when we were in elementary school. It doesn’t seem so long ago that we roamed the halls of PNG High School. But, it feels like just yesterday that I was your Young Life leader. And I was so not cool enough to know you. Seriously though, let’s be honest: I wasn’t. I tried…tried too hard. We both know the SharpTop story, so I won’t repeat it (although if you’re reading this and you’re not Marci, come find me…I’ll tell you. It’s the most amazing revenge prank that didn’t quite happen ever planned! Sheer genius!) for everyone to see.

I didn’t even live in Texas, but that group of girls bonded with me so well and changed a lot about how I chose to live my life. Fast forward a year and a half and I’m back home. And there you are – the most friendly, engaging and cheery leader on the Young Life team. Not that you weren’t any of those things before, you just never were with me. It was fun getting to know this “new Marci”. I like her. (but I liked the old one, too) Really it was just a more mature you, but let’s face it…we’re still 5 years old. (cue the tribal indian music and dance party in the car)

Honestly, it was the greatest joy of my life to serve alongside you. You showed me so much about how to be a better leader and how to keep fighting even when the road seemed tough. The way our girls just naturally flocked to you and the way that you never said no was such a challenge to my heart. You helped me to love them better. That’s what I love about Young Life…it’s a ministry that keeps on giving – for kids AND for leaders.

Walking through life with you personally has been so great as well. Seeing you grow and learn and struggle and keep moving forward…I don’t think you know how truly amazing you are. And now that our lives have brought us both away from home, I’m not worried about you at all. You’re gonna dominate Dallas! Ha! I’m so excited for your journey and I love the times we get to talk and visit, though they’re not as often as I’d like. And I’m so glad that you and Travis are together there. I know that’s been a lot easier for you. Know that you have a family back home who prays for you and is so very proud of you. And you have a VERY proud big sister in Tennessee who will always be there to stand beside you.

They froze,
Krystin

p.s. are you engaged yet? bahaha!


Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — The place you wish you were from
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Something that makes you different
Day 20 — Your favorite television shows
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Your pet peeves
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — A life changing moment
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The thing you most enjoy doing
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — Your talent
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

You’re reading part five of my 30 day blog challenge. Here’s what you’ve missed so far:

Day 1 — Your best friend – Rachel
Day 2 — Your vices – Just Read It
Day 3 — Your parents – Barry & Carla
Day 4 — Your siblings – Barry & Daryl

I have started, deleted, started, deleted, stared at my screen so many times in the past hour because I honestly don’t know where to start. Do I talk about my actual dreams? Do I talk about being a chronic day-dreamer who envisions everything like a movie? Do I talk about how the Lord speaks to me through my dreams? Do I talk about all of that…or none of that?

Any time I talk to my dad, he tells me to not lose sight of my goal. What he means is for Tennessee…don’t give up. The problem is, which I always remind him, is that I don’t know what I want to be or do “when I grow up”. It changes on a daily basis: Interior Designer, Artist Manager, Tour Manager, Fashion Stylist, and on and on and on. However, there has been one constant in my life. High School students. My heart belongs to them. I tried to run from it, but they always come into my life. So, I’ve decided to stop fighting it. And if I were being honest about my dreams, I’d say that I have all the normal ones a young girl has: I want to be successful, I want to fall in love, I want a nice house and a range rover (okay, that’s a little excessive, i know. But it’s my dreams!), the jury is still out on kids…but I want the opportunity to change my mind, I want long-lasting friendships, I want my family to be happy, and so on. But with my heart belonging to my girls, my dreams are mostly for them.

I dream that they’ll be brave. I dream that they’ll experience all that life has to offer…at least the good parts of it. I dream that they’ll see themselves the way that I do: beautiful, talented, and with no limit to what they can accomplish. But more than anything, I dream that they’ll know the Father in a way that can completely change their lives and that they’ll pursue after Him daily.

My dreams will never stop. I see myself doing amazing things with amazing people. And every day that I wake up is a dream come true. In this life, there are so many times that I have to pinch myself to see if I’m awake or not. This town has given me so much to look forward to and every opportunity to make my dreams come true, both for myself and for others. We’ll just have to wait and see how this crazy ride continues…

“We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter’s evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.” — Woodrow Wilson


Day 6 — Someone that inspires you
Day 7 — Your job
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend that you’ve never met
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — Your dream vacation
Day 13 — Something you’re looking forward to
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — The place you wish you were from
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Something that makes you different
Day 20 — Your favorite television shows
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Your pet peeves
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — A life changing moment
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The thing you most enjoy doing
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — Your talent
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

I can’t tell you how many times I start a blog only to let it fall by the wayside.

I’m hoping this is different. I’m hoping this is a way that I can be a better version of me. I’m hoping that somehow I’ll be able to hold myself accountable to maintain this thing. And, suprisingly, I feel like I do have stuff to say. I am, however, gonna start with a 30 day series that I’m stealing from my friend Stephanie.

It’s gonna look a little bit like this:

Day 1 — Your best friend
Day 2 — Your vices
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 — Your siblings
Day 5 – Your Dreams
Day 6 — Someone that inspires you
Day 7 — Your job
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend that you’ve never met
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — Your dream vacation
Day 13 — Something you’re looking forward to
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — The place you wish you were from
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Something that makes you different
Day 20 — Your favorite television shows
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Your pet peeves
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — A life changing moment
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The thing you most enjoy doing
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — Your talent
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

So…here we go!

Day 1 – My Best Friend Rachel

Honestly, I don’t know where to begin. No, wait…I totes do. Fraser, Colorado. Summer of 2005. Crooked Creek Ranch. I’m there to bring my Young Life kids to experience the ‘best week of their lives’ (and it is…guaranteed). Each day has a different theme(s) or activit(y/ies)…this particular day is ‘tableau’, where all the staffers, summer staffers, work crew, etc dress up in theme wear to help kick off Carnival Night. Crooked Creek, being a ranch, is western themed…so all the different people are dressed in old west gear and set up at many different stations – the doctor, cowboys & indians, bar scene, fight scene and, my personal favorite, the wedding scene. Here, we have a boy and a girl holding hands in front of a priest and a few guests…frozen in place so our kids can get a better idea of what kind of costumes to put together. So, picture me…a 19 year old, who acts like a five year old, toting around some of my kids when we walk up to a wedding scene. GAME TIME!!! We’re allowed to talk, taunt and tease these people and they’re not supposed to break character…frozen in place…and they have to deal with me. Lovely. Of course, myself and one of my HS boys pick the wedding scene…I stand behind the bride and he stands behind the groom…both of us whispering in their ears about the other one…”he looks beautiful”…”you’ve waited for this day your whole life!”…”look at those lips, he’s sooo kissable, don’t ya think?” BOOM! A shotgun rings out in the middle of the mountains and suddenly, the characters come to life. The bride looks at me. I take off running. I don’t remember seeing her again that week, though I know I did. Fast forward 6 months. I’m at a friend’s house here in Nashville for a Super Bowl party. I’m introduced to two girls and we seem to hit it off pretty well. We talk about life, where we’re from, Nashville and then get on to the topic of Young Life. We start talking about the camps we’ve been to/worked at. Crooked Creek comes up. We realize we were both there at the same time. Then, it hit me like a brick. She was the bride. And she must’ve seen it in my eyes because all of a sudden, she points her finger at me, cuts her eyes and says ‘YOU!’ I wanted to take off running again, for old times sake, but instead we both laughed. And then we were joined at the hip. For almost two years, we walked through life together. It was Krystin and Rachel taking on the world…or Nashville, at least. We laughed together, cried together, got put on Kelly Clarkson’s guest list in Chicago together. She stood beside me through my failures and hospital visits (which I’m ETERNALLY indebted to her for) and I stood beside her through awful roommates and learning about her condition of having Celiac’s disease (which is not probably what you’re thinking…it has to do with the food she can and can’t eat). Then, I left Tennessee. She walked with me through the first time my heart has truly ever been broken and never judged me whenever I called or texted that stupid boy again. Then, life took her back home to Colorado. Now, I’m back in Tennessee. And although it’s not, nor will it ever be, the same without her, we’re still walking through life and dealing with boys and distance and changes. I’ve never been so honored to have someone like her in my life and I don’t know what I’d do without her and I don’t know what I did to deserve her. But, she’s my amazing best friend…and I can’t imagine anyone else who I could talk about here.

Nashville is swell so far. It’s been rough – having to relearn what it’s like to live with someone again, realizing I’m the only one who can make my life what it is, and I’m the only one who is responsible for myself. It’s not easy, but I know God has brought me back here for a reason and I’m gonna figure out what it is and what it’s going to look like.

I had coffee with my amazingly talented friend Adam today. He is in the single most amazing band I’ve ever listened to: Neulore. I told him today that his EP has single-handedly changed the way I listen to music. And it’s true. It’s amazing. It’s conversations from the perspective of Adam (Biblical Adam) talking to Eve (also Biblical Eve). Its the words that everyone has been thinking about and no one knows how to say. And two years after first getting my hands on a copy, it’s still in my top 5 favorite albums I own. When he and Troy first started this thing, I honestly don’t think they had any idea what it was going to turn into. And after spending some time with Adam today, I have such a hope for his future. I love when my friends are driven and talented and just so passionate about life. I left him feeling so encouraged and ready for life, just in the way he talks about his. He has an amazing heart. I hope you get to know him one day. And I hope the world gets to hear his music. It’s unreal.

Seriously, I just have the most amazing friends. All so different; from different places and backgrounds, and yet, all walking through this amazing race we call life. I’m humbled to walk through it with them.

Tomorrow, I’ll be talking about my vices. I’m kind of scared about that…

little birdy told me…

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