I know this might not help. Reading a list of things means nothing when you’ve not gone through the experience yourself. I suggest maybe reading this when you’ve gone through the procedure. It might work, it might not. But know this - you will survive.
“O, to be sure, we laugh less and play less and wear uncomfortable disguises like adults, but beneath the costume is the child we always are, whose needs are simple, whose daily life is still best described by fairy tales.”
– Leo Rosten (via wordsnquotes)
November 10, 1958
…First — if you are in love — that’s a good thing — that’s about the best thing that can happen to anyone. Don’t let anyone make it small or light to you.
Second — There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you — of kindness and consideration and respect — not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn’t know you had.
You say this is not puppy love. If you feel so deeply — of course it isn’t puppy love.
But I don’t think you were asking me what you feel. You know better than anyone. What you wanted me to help you with is what to do about it — and that I can tell you.
Glory in it for one thing and be very glad and grateful for it.
The object of love is the best and most beautiful. Try to live up to it.
If you love someone — there is no possible harm in saying so — only you must remember that some people are very shy and sometimes the saying must take that shyness into consideration.
Girls have a way of knowing or feeling what you feel, but they usually like to hear it also…
And don’t worry about losing. If it is right, it happens — The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.
Steinbeck, John. ”Falling in Love: A 1958 Letter.” Letter to Thomas Steinbeck. 10, Nov. 1958.
- Steinbeck shared his words of wisdom about love with his eldest, teenage son, Thom, who confessed to have fallen desperately in love with a girl named Susan while at boarding school. Read full letter here.
The Daisy Field by: Anita Nicholson
Stretching Thalia (by Tambako the Jaguar)
We’re having pizza for dinner, is that ok?
There was some serious skyporn on our way out to Catalina Island this weekend.
I’m up for skyporn any time.
Breeder Amy Green laughs as her 3-year-old Samoyed, Bogey, who sleeps with his tongue out during grooming.