If I could be someone else for a day, I would want to trade shoes with one girl I have known for a long time. She did not always do everything right, but she tried to live life to it’s fullest and looking back seemed to do just that, mostly. I’m quite sure she had regrets, but don’t we all?
This girl was remarkable. She had this energy that just drew others to her without even trying. She was never without friends and seemed quite comfortable with herself. She always had a good time. At least in my eyes she did. She went at life full force and achieved things others would only realize much later were important. If she didn’t get it right the first time, she had no qualms trying it again.
She seemed to risk everything to get something she thought she wanted. Those risks would cost at times, but the bravery I saw in her through those times would always leave me wanderstruck. If only we all had that kind of heart.
This girl I know was amazing. She gave her best when giving and never seemed to have motives. She just gave. Please don’t get me wrong, this girl was far from perfect, but when mistakes were made apologies soon followed. Of course, some would not accept her apologies, but as I see it that was their loss. She would always boomerang back to the top with or without her apologies being accepted which just goes to show that holding on to bitterness will leave you with nothing.
Some I think may have been jealous of her, but not me. I was in awe of her. I wish I had told her so then, but life goes on and some things get left unsaid.
I know she had issues at home now and then, but to look at her, you would never know it. She would always bounce right back without missing a step.
I heard some choices she made in life were maybe not the best ones, but I could never tell. She looked ridiculously happy to me and I certainly hope she was. She deserved to be happy.
Looking back, I think she carved out her on destiny. She certainly did not wait for destiny to define her. She defined destiny. Something we all would be smart to take note of when we’re young.
As seasons pass and years fly by I think about her often; and I sometimes wish that she had known how awesome she really was, but life is funny. You never realize the pearls you have until much later, when putting them on and going out is too difficult a task. Well, l doubt she ever knew how wonderful I thought she was, but today I wish to tell her if only with pen and paper how proud of her I am.
And, I wonder if she ever knew I wanted to be her? I don’t think she did, but I know she knows today because this girl I know is me and I wouldn’t want to trade places with any other girl.
When God Speaks 
Leave a comment