After Thanksgiving Thanksgiving Post

When I posted about how I was thankful for certain things, I neglected to add something.

No, someone.

Several someones.

We'll call them Joe, Cassie and Brent.

We don't talk anymore much at all. But good grief. I'm writing an Illustration essay that illustrates what I think makes a true friend. And man.

You know I listen to music while I write a lot, right? Well, Those Nights by Skillet... Writing about what a true friend is... and man the tears and the memories just start flowing back.

I don't even know if 'Joe,' 'Cassie' and 'Brent' even read this blog. But I just wanted to give them a completely indirect shout out before I go back to trying to write this essay and try not to break down.

You guys meant the world to me. You still do. I would not be here if God hadn't put you in my life. I really wouldn't. I mean, I would no longer be on Earth. For real. You guys were the Light of Jesus to me. My shoulders to cry on, my confidantes, my best friends, my outlets to vent to, the people who believed in me, smacked me over the head, gave me a reality check, loved me when I was unlovable, cared when I thought nobody would or could, listened when nobody else did, called me Shorty when I hated it and made me your armrests.

I actually didn't mind it. 'Brent,' bro, you are the one person I don't mind being an armrest for. 'Joe,' man, we went through so much together. 'Cassie,' we have fought over the stupidest things and I am so glad you still stuck with me.

Some of us are separated by states. Some, by a few suburbs. But no matter the distance, we still made it. 'Cassie,' you've been by me the longest. Seen us both grow up into strong young women (though I'm positive you're stronger than me). We're both busy, but if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask. 'Brent,' you were there at my darkest, and I was there for yours. We made it this far, bro. Let's both keep chasing our dreams. And 'Joe,' bro, we were ridiculous. Still are.

I'm honored, privileged, thankful to have called you three my friends. No matter how far we drift apart, if I never see you three again, just know that you made me who I am and I am so thankful to God for making you guys. I'll always remember you. I'll never quit praying for you guys.

I love you crazy people. :) <3

--Sonya

Happy Thanksgiving Ever'body!!!! :D

Well, shoot, guys. It's Thanksgiving Day.

And you know what that means, right?

Food. Foooooooood. Being thankful for everything.

Did I mention the food?

You know... It also means we're close to December.

I am not mentally prepared for that. But hey, NOW all you Christmas fanatics can crank up your Christmas tunes and I can't complain 'cause yo, 'tis the season, eh?

Anyways. Since it's Thanksgiving, I'll talk a bit about what I'm thankful for. If you wanna tell me what you're thankful for then you can comment below. :)

I'm thankful for people. Friends. Family. People who've stuck by me through thick and thin. My home. My ridiculously messy room (hey, if I have a room that can be a mess, it means that I'm blessed. See what I did there? ;), and my ridiculously beautiful guitar (okay. More like guitars. And the piano. And every other instrument we have in the house. Life of a musical family: airs every day all day at my house). I'm thankful for music, for dreams, for hope, for the ability to keep pressing on when the going gets tough, for God who put into me something amazing.

I'm not tooting my own horn when I say that. I mean that, if it had not been for the Lord, I would not be here. He gave me hope and strength to keep going, a stubbornness that will not let me give up, and, trust me, when I break down and nobody else is there to pick up the pieces, He is right there, and He does put me back together.

I'm also thankful for you, the person reading this. Honestly, if this blog wasn't being read, I'd probably still write anyways, just to get my voice out into the huge cyber world. But since it is being read, even a little bit, I'm glad that you take time to read about my rants and dreams and random stuff that finds its way out through my fingertips and into the cyber world. Communication is how two beings can connect with each other, and even though I may not have met you in person and may never meet you in person, we still connected in a little way.

You're precious. Don't ever forget that.

I hope you guys have a very happy Thanksgiving. :)

Love ya!

--Sonya :) <3