December 22nd, 2013
I made a new friend today.
Okay, maybe not completely new, considering that 1) her family has been living next to my grandparents for the past twenty years, 2) every time we visit my grandparents, I see her and her family, and 3) she’s my cousin.
In all the years I’ve known Sasha, she and I have never talked much. She’s not a talker, I’m not a talker. I’ve also never really been one to get too close with family. For example, sometimes it feels like Ty and I never converse despite the fact that we lived under the same roof right up until he went off to college.
But last night after the family dinner Grandpa insisted upon, Sasha and I had this oddly deep conversation as we sat on the creaky old queen-sized bed in the guest room. It was something I wasn’t expecting in the slightest, yet afterwards I lay on my mattress wondering why we were not closer before. Sasha is the kind of person I aspire to be more like, the kind of person that is going to make a difference. She has these incredibly wise words of advice even when she’s completely in the dark about the details of the struggle and in turn it makes me want to tell her what my struggles are in the first place.
She and I talked about happiness, how there’s such a massive built-up stigma around it. Everything we do as members of this society is said to be geared towards our own happiness- once we do well in high school, we do well in college, we do well in work, we do well in life and as a result we will be happy. We will be happy. Will be. But what about today? What about now? Why are we reduced to making our personal happiness into a competition of ideals?
It went on like that. I’m beginning to realize that there are hidden gems of human beings everywhere, and I wish I had uncovered Sasha for myself sooner.
Have you found any recently?