Find Time To Tell The Ones You Love How You Feel

Find Time To Tell The Ones You Love How You Feel

Remember the people who got you here.


I started doing this thing recently where I would text my friends from different stages of life during an event wishing them the best or telling them how much I care about them. Some of these friends I had not seen in years and others I had not been close with for a certain time. So why do I do this? I could move on with my life with the friends I have right now and leave the ones from the past in the past but I realize without them I wouldn't be here. I know you are not going to keep all of your friends but taking one second out of the day to tell them how much you miss them or if you can find a time to catch up with them will bring a smile to your face.

On Saturday, one of my best friends from my summer camp texted me saying he was coming to Alabama and when he got here we spent time catching up and having a fun time with new and old friends. This stuck out to me because no matter how long I went without talking to my friends I always knew they were a phone call away. They supported me through all the ups and downs and were there to tell me how much they love me. It made me think about how we need to tell the ones close to us how they make us feel when we have an opportunity.

One of my biggest regrets in life was never saying goodbye to my great grandmother before she passed away. I remember visiting her and how each year we would celebrate her birthday with the rest of the nursing home. While she didn't know who we were she knew we were her family and that we were all connected. I always remember hugging and kissing her goodbye and saying "I love you Granny, I'll see you later." I knew that one day I would have to say that for the last time but I did not know when. My great grandmother got to live a long life and had the opportunity to see grandchildren, great-grandchildren and hear stories about the birth of her first great-grandson. While I know I can continue to beat myself up for not having a chance to say goodbye I can also think about the times I did get to spend with her and how happy we made her.

We sometimes take for granted opportunities to say how much we love someone or how they impact us. There are people placed in our lives for a reason and they do so much for us when we need it. I have noticed I have become the person who will always send my friends a sign of encouragement or randomly tell them how much I love them. My friends have become my support system in college and are the main reason I have been able to grow and flourish.

I used to take for granted opportunities to tell people of their importance. Everyone I know or have met have found a way to impact my life and I want them to know how they have helped me succeed. Some people forget their roots or how they got to their current situation but I will always remember where I came from and how I got here. It has taken me years to realize that I can tell my parents almost anything. They have told me how they will always be proud of me and there is nobody who will be a bigger fan than my mom and dad.

So the next time you think about someone from your past and how it might have been a long time since you talked to them give them a call. Telling someone how much you miss them will not only make their day but it will put a smile on your face. At the end of the day being told you are loved will make you forget all the negativity.

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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.

Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.

7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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My Family And I Are Separated Due To ​The Political Tensions In Venezuela

With my family struggling in Venezuela and my nuclear family separated, this time is especially challenging.


In December, my parents, sister, and I had the chance to visit the family from both my mom and my dad's sides. A brutal economic war in Venezuela ensured we wouldn't go to our homeland; instead, we'd go Chile, where many members of our family had fled with hopes of more stability and security. Chile is a second-world country, meaning it's developing and has many elements of both capitalist and socialist policy that give the people their opportunities unavailable to them in more strict regimes. Still though, its no America, not by a long shot.

After two weeks in Chile visiting family that have all been separated by nasty political conditions, I learned what it was like to have my relatives close. Although I don't remember meeting many of them when I was only a few years old, there was a feeling that they cared for me; a familial pull of solidarity. By the end, I found myself angry that I hadn't met them before. My dad's brothers were gentle and hilarious, effortlessly cracking off joke after joke. I had no remembrance of them, but they all remembered me from when I was a toddler.

The love I felt for my uncles and cousins disappointed me because I was angry that the chance to grow up alongside them was stripped from me. I was blown away at how I had a dormant connection to these people that hadn't been explored or cultivated in my entire life. We had nothing in common except blood, but that was all we needed.

I thought about all the friends I wouldn't need if I had these members of my family close. When friends betray you and relationships fizzle out, cousins become my siblings and uncles become my dads. Their ways of thinking seem to run parallel to my own, despite our differences in education level and a minor language barrier.

My uncles are just old enough that they're advice is valuable, but young enough that I can still identify with them. My 2-year-old cousin is a little brat; a cute, spoiled monster of a child. Her mom adorns her with gentle bows in her hair, making her ghastly attitude imperceptible to the passerby. A few moments around her though, and the holes in my uncle's young parenting become apparent: ugly tantrums are common with her. We learned to ignore her micro-manipulations.

As my birthday draws near, I'm faced with the painful reality I won't see them any time soon. My parents' good-natured humor and pure intentions are missed in this college journey of mistakes and experimentation. The comfort of having these people admire and care about me is invaluable, and I hope that those that have family close by can appreciate that privilege.

One thing I can be grateful for, I suppose, is the emotional resilience that I'm forced to callous into my personality. Missing them becomes a background to my life. Although I'm surrounded by beautiful people in this university, I wonder what it would be like to have my family members around too.

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