Everyday Love

the beauty of a simple compliment

used bookstores and poems that make no sense

a piano on the sidewalk

a wall filled with chalk

everything is so much better with you

the first time I saw you I just knew

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coffee in the morning

sunsets in the evening

long drives on a summer day

we’ll roll the windows down

and feel the wind in our hair

all I really need is your hand in mine

these little things make life divine

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let’s embrace the rainy days with long talks

huge blankets and mismatched socks

dancing around the living room

even if there’s no tune

we’ll just make our own

we’ll eat takeout on the kitchen floor

you’ll always be the one that I adore

 

everything is better with you

this I know is true

we don’t need fancy things to be happy

this everyday love is what I was made for

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and maybe someday 

we’ll be old and gray 

blowing bubbles on the beach

looking back on all the dreams

that once seemed so out of reach

 

all I really need is your hand in mine

these little things make life divine…

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I love music, and sometimes I dabble in writing lyrics. I’m an amatuer obviously, but ya gotta start somewhere. This song is the first I’ve ever finished and the first I’ve ever shared with anyone. It has no melody yet, but maybe someday I’ll get around to composing one, but for now, I guess it’s just a poem.

Honestly, I was hesitant to share this, because it’s a little corny and different than what I’m used to sharing on the internet, but in the spirit of sincerity, why not?  In any relationship, especially long-distance I think it’s important to appreciate the little things and treasure each moment, big or small. That’s what it’s about.

Sincerely, Bri

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Autumn Films

Dear Readers,

It’s (almost) Autumn! I LOVE Fall. Beautiful colors, Pumpkin Spice Lattes, pumpkin flavored everything (okay maybe not everything), cardigans, scented candles, bonfires, boots, apple picking, cooler weather. I love it all. If that makes me a basic white girl, then so be it. I like what I like, and I like Fall. There is no lovelier season.

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S e a l e d

Dear Readers,

As my 19th birthday approaches, I’ve been thinking about life, go figure. That middle phase between childhood and adulthood is coming to a close. It’s my last year of being a “teenager.” You know how on your birthday everyone asks you: “How does it feel to be *insert new age here*?” I never knew how to answer that question. I always thought instead, why not ask what it felt like to be the age you were before? So I’ve been thinking about not only how it felt to be eighteen, but how it felt to be a teenager in general.

What have all these years of adolescence taught me?

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Broken Prayers

“Brianna, would you lead us in prayer?”

“Of course,” I answer, as my heart rate goes up and my hands start to get sweaty. My brain scrambles to come up with something to say. I begin to speak. My voice shakes as I utter a few words that I think best fit the situation. I sigh with relief after I finally get it over with and say “Amen.”

My Dear Readers,

Prayer is something I have always struggled with. It’s hard to admit, but it’s true. I have trouble communicating in general.

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Today is Beautiful

Dear Readers,

I haven’t really written much for my blog in a while. I’ve been “busy” and somewhat distracted by other things… Which is what I want to write about today.

Life is crazy. We all have goals we want to reach, big dreams, little dreams, whatever it may be. But sometimes those things can be a distraction, even just our daily goals.

I often find myself so focused on the things that need to be done that I don’t make time for anything else. After all, that gigantic pile of laundry and all my homework won’t do themselves. I don’t make enough time for other things that don’t seem quite as important at the moment, like reading my Bible, journaling, praying, and writing for my blog. Or any other hobby that I enjoy doing.

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Dear Mom

Dear Mom,

When I was little I was often asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. I had many aspirations, a teacher, a doctor, a ballerina, a musician perhaps, but what I wanted more than anything, was to be you. I still do.

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Reckless LOVE

When I was Your foe, still Your love fought for me
You have been so, so good to me
When I felt no worth, You paid it all for me
You have been so, so kind to me

oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God
Oh, it chases me down, fights ’til I’m found, leaves the ninety-nine
And I couldn’t earn it, and I don’t deserve it, still, You give Yourself away

There’s no shadow You won’t light up
Mountain You won’t climb up

Coming after me
There’s no wall You won’t kick down

Lie You won’t tear down
Coming after me

-Reckless Love, Cory Asbury

Dear Readers,

Let me just start by saying I love this song. From the first time I heard it, it impacted me in such a powerful way. Perhaps it doesn’t make sense to some. Why would we describe God’s love as reckless? Isn’t that a bad thing?

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