"Starting your fashion, Wear your heart on your sleeve.
Sometimes you reach what's real just by making believe.
Unafraid. Unashamed.
There is joy to be claimed in this world.
You even might wind up being glad to be you.
Ever, Ever After
Though, the world will tell you it's not smart.
Ever, Ever After
The world can be yours if you let your heart.
Believe in ever after."
--Carrie Underwood "Ever, Ever After"
Dear Diary,
I read a question on a website the other day, diary. I've been thinking about it for a few days now because I think it's one of the most important questions I've ever saw.
Who is going to be there when all your dreams come true?
This question hit home because I realized it's a hard question. I thought it would be so easy to anwser, but I'm not sure what my dreams consist of. I have so many. The little ones like having a family, getting married, becoming a nurse, and being happy. Perhaps, a lot of people don't think these dreams are little. Maybe to some people these dreams are what they have been working towards and waiting to accomplish their whole lives. Maybe that's what normal dreams are like, but my dreams are different, diary.
I dream that somebody someday finds a cure.
I dream that if a cure can't be found, a better treatment becomes available.
I dream that if I end up needing a transplant, that I survive.
I dream that I will be able to help somebody someday.
I dream that people will read you and take something from you.
I dream that the hatred in the world stops.
I dream that kids wouldn't have to get chronic illnesses.
I dream that I will make a difference.
I dream that I will change the world.
I don't know if my dreams will ever come true. I don't know if I can have that much of an impact on someone, on the world, but I can try. As for who is going to be at my side, that's tricky.
I would like to think that everyone that reads you will be at my side.
I would like to think that one day people will see how good and beautiful people are, how good and beautiful the world is. I would like to think that one day we all will be able to look at each other with love instead of hate. I would like to think that one day people will see other people, especially those with chronic illnesses, for who they are. For the fighters they are. For the strength that they hold. I would like to think that one day everyone will stand by me in saying that tubes, scars, and people in general are beautiful because just because they exist. Because they are people with personalities and feelings.
So, in a way, I hope everyone in the world will be their when my dreams come true. That everyone will help my dreams come true.
Maybe we can all change the world.
As for my other dreams...
I know the people that love me will be their when my dreams come true. My incredible mom. My unbelievably amazing sister. My caring father. My cousins and aunts and uncles. My loving family. My best friends. My favorite doctors.
I truly believe that if I need a transplant one day, a new treatment comes by and works, or a cure is found,when it's all said and done and I've survived, that I will stand there with these people. I will look at these people and tell them "We did it. We've made it. We've survived and We're Okay"
I believe that if these things happen, everyone with a chronic illness, we be able to stand together and shout "It's over!"
I believe that we will be able to look to the stars, to all the people who have died due to a illness, to all the people who have fought so hard and thank them.
Thank them for fighting.
Thank them for helping doctors find better ways to treat us and cure us.
Thank them for their lives.
I know, diary, that I will be able to stand with my loved ones and be thankful that they have always been their to support me. I even know that I will be thankful for the struggles I went through. For the strength that helped me fight everything. Even for my chronic illnesses. Because these things and people, they made me who I am today.
They helped me to write my story.
They are a part of who I am.
And for that, I could never be anything but grateful.
Love Forever & Always,
Me
Sometimes you reach what's real just by making believe.
Unafraid. Unashamed.
There is joy to be claimed in this world.
You even might wind up being glad to be you.
Ever, Ever After
Though, the world will tell you it's not smart.
Ever, Ever After
The world can be yours if you let your heart.
Believe in ever after."
--Carrie Underwood "Ever, Ever After"
Dear Diary,
I read a question on a website the other day, diary. I've been thinking about it for a few days now because I think it's one of the most important questions I've ever saw.
Who is going to be there when all your dreams come true?
This question hit home because I realized it's a hard question. I thought it would be so easy to anwser, but I'm not sure what my dreams consist of. I have so many. The little ones like having a family, getting married, becoming a nurse, and being happy. Perhaps, a lot of people don't think these dreams are little. Maybe to some people these dreams are what they have been working towards and waiting to accomplish their whole lives. Maybe that's what normal dreams are like, but my dreams are different, diary.
I dream that somebody someday finds a cure.
I dream that if a cure can't be found, a better treatment becomes available.
I dream that if I end up needing a transplant, that I survive.
I dream that I will be able to help somebody someday.
I dream that people will read you and take something from you.
I dream that the hatred in the world stops.
I dream that kids wouldn't have to get chronic illnesses.
I dream that I will make a difference.
I dream that I will change the world.
I don't know if my dreams will ever come true. I don't know if I can have that much of an impact on someone, on the world, but I can try. As for who is going to be at my side, that's tricky.
I would like to think that everyone that reads you will be at my side.
I would like to think that one day people will see how good and beautiful people are, how good and beautiful the world is. I would like to think that one day we all will be able to look at each other with love instead of hate. I would like to think that one day people will see other people, especially those with chronic illnesses, for who they are. For the fighters they are. For the strength that they hold. I would like to think that one day everyone will stand by me in saying that tubes, scars, and people in general are beautiful because just because they exist. Because they are people with personalities and feelings.
So, in a way, I hope everyone in the world will be their when my dreams come true. That everyone will help my dreams come true.
Maybe we can all change the world.
As for my other dreams...
I know the people that love me will be their when my dreams come true. My incredible mom. My unbelievably amazing sister. My caring father. My cousins and aunts and uncles. My loving family. My best friends. My favorite doctors.
I truly believe that if I need a transplant one day, a new treatment comes by and works, or a cure is found,when it's all said and done and I've survived, that I will stand there with these people. I will look at these people and tell them "We did it. We've made it. We've survived and We're Okay"
I believe that if these things happen, everyone with a chronic illness, we be able to stand together and shout "It's over!"
I believe that we will be able to look to the stars, to all the people who have died due to a illness, to all the people who have fought so hard and thank them.
Thank them for fighting.
Thank them for helping doctors find better ways to treat us and cure us.
Thank them for their lives.
I know, diary, that I will be able to stand with my loved ones and be thankful that they have always been their to support me. I even know that I will be thankful for the struggles I went through. For the strength that helped me fight everything. Even for my chronic illnesses. Because these things and people, they made me who I am today.
They helped me to write my story.
They are a part of who I am.
And for that, I could never be anything but grateful.
Love Forever & Always,
Me
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