"I've had some time to think about you on the long ride home" -Patty Griffin

Humans are messy. Relationships are messy. Loving people...ridiculously messy.

This isn't a recent discovery for me, nor am I the first to figure it out...it's just that every once in a while, glaring reminders get thrown my way. I have this bad habit of holding the people closest to me to ridiculously high standards...but it's not what you think. I'm not some horrible person who expects perfection from people...it's just that I see them, I see what they are, and I see what they could be...maybe what they are every once in a while when that could-be person glimmers through. And even though I love them for who they are, who they could be is even more amazing.

Maybe none of that made sense. Maybe I'm just smarting here after a long, tough week. I'm just in need of a little TLC. This week's been so draining in so many ways...my parents sold the house, school is one circus act after another, and my great-uncle died. We were much closer when I was little...but even over Christmas he still called me his blue-eyed girl. We used to feed the ducks together on his pond. Corn. From tin pails. The funeral is tomorrow, and I'm singing. I can't even explain how stressful my family is...it's going to be a long day.

Sometimes I need someone to listen too...