Affection

More specifically, hugs.

We hug so much that I feel that sometimes hugging has lost

its meaning in a way.

Are we just hugging for the sake of it?

Because someone initiates it?

Because it is a habit when we greet or part?

Hugging is physical.

Hugging creates bonds.

Hugging creates comfort.

But, do we take in the whole hug?

Yes, sometimes they are rushed. 

A hello or goodbye hug.

But hugging is so much more powerful and emotional

than that.

Today, I received several hugs. 

From family and from friends.

But two of them stood out because they meant something.

I learned to actually feel the hug.

Feel what it did to me.

It taught me patience and it taught me to be relaxed.

I felt comfort and peace. 

I could eel the meaning in the hug.

So next time,

try to use your senses to take in the full effect of a hug.

And think,

Did this hug, this intimate form of affection, have any meaning

or was it just a common action that meant almost nothing?

Future

It feels nice knowing what I somewhat want to do in my future.

I want to travel.

I want to meet people.

I plan on moving to France for a while.

I don't know for exactly how long but I want to live there.

Not in Paris. Of course I want to visit Paris but living there, maybe not.

Paris is the city that everyone goes to or wants to go to. Too mainstream.

Go somewhere else people. Go to, I don't know, Toulousse. I don't know

many of France's cities. 

I want to go to more than just France. I want to go to South Korea,

Russia, China, Japan, Spain, South America, etc.

I want to go to Hungary and Germany.

All of these places because I want

to learn about each of these places' histories and people.

I want to meet as many people as

I can. I want to integrate myself into other cultures.

Try new things. Speak new languages. 

I'm learning French right now which will

help me in France, Belgium, and some 

African countries but I need more knowledge

than that.

I want to learn the Asian languages. I want to try Russian, Hungarian,

maybe even some Spanish even though it is such a French

against Spanish thing in school. 

I want to become involved in other people's lives and be able

to share my culture with them and also have them share with me their

cultures.

What are your thoughts? Is traveling for you? 

A demain, mes amis.

Christmas Eve

Bonjour mes amis.

It is Christmas eve. 

My dad's side of the family came over at 6pm. 

We hung out then ate. Many food items were served.

Green beans, potato, turkey, cranberry sauce, broccoli, and carrots. 

For desert, chocolate and pumpkin pies were served. 

We opened presents. We did secret Santas. I had to buy or make something for

my grandma. I made her a drawing of a pit bull. She loves them and 

has had many as pets.

From my sister, I received a large sand dollar from Florida, $40.00 in cash,

and a shirt saying, "J'aime manger. Ca va?" meaning, "I like to eat...How are you?"

I also received an balance board. Something like this:

It is pretty cool. 

It gives quite the leg workout!

I am tired now so I may sleep.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all! 

Introduction

This is me. I am Lily. 

I am 16 years old and I live in the United States.

But who cares? I'm human and so are you.

My purpose for this blog? 

To tell about my life, my thoughts, and everything in between.

About my joys and about my struggles.

Here, they will be laid out before you.

I will open up my life to you; to whomever wants to read what is written.

I may complain; I may express obsessions; I may express my happiness

and my sorrows. But I hope you all will still read. And will want to 

read on about my life and all that it entails. 

About all of the people I've met, all the places I've been and

still will venture to, and about my journey forward in this life.

I cannot guarantee that I'll post everyday. I may not post everyday or I may

post more than once a day. I cannot and will not be obligated to agree to

such scheduled terms. My thoughts and life do not come in such

terms so why change how I write or when I write

in order to please the public?

That's nonsense. When thoughts come, then I may write. Do not write

for the heck of it. Write for a purpose. To tell a story or to inspire. 

As uninteresting as this first post may be, I needed an intro for my blog.

I needed a stage set and a place to start for the rest of my stories.

Thank you and please read on.