So this past week has been positively delightful. Here in Cherokee County, our schools have this thing called Mid-Winter Break. basically, we get a week off in February for the pure heck of it. It's faaaaantastic. Nothing like relaxing just because you can.
Moving on,
My little sister made a comment in the car last night on the way to Dairy Queen that struck a chord with me. (She'll be reading this later thinking, "whaaat?" Kudos, Mal. You made it into my blog. Feel awesome?) Anyway, we were all discussing what dessert we were going order. Dad always gets one of two things: a vanilla cone dipped in chocolate or a Peanut Buster Parfait. Tonight, he was feelin like a PBF. My mother and I love those as well, so our choice was settled too. Mallory wanted an ice cream float from Rita's. (Yeahh, thats not easily found at your neighborhood Dairy Queen.) So she changed the subject by pointing out that the nail polish on her toenails matched the nail polish on my mother's fingernails, which made my mother point out that her nails matched the color of my father's phone. They all thought this to be truly magical. (No, seriously.) I just sat watching, laughing, and drinking in the sweet chaos of my family when Mallory stopped talking and squeezed my hand, saying, "Camille doesn't match anyone.... Yet."
Everyone just giggled. My mom said she'd paint my nails to match everyone else once we got home. It seemed I was the only one who had caught something deeper in that. Camille doesn't match anyone... Yet. I'd never quite heard it like that before. You see all those commercials for Match.com or ads flashing Let us find your perfect match!, and you cant help but wonder. (Well, at least I can't.) What does it take to be someone's match?
I'm a huge musical fan and PROUD of it. One that I simply adore is Fiddler On The Roof. There's one particular scene where the three sisters are all singing about their perfect (and not so perfect) 'matches'. You know the song... Matchmaker, matchmaker make me a match! Find me a find, catch me a catch! ....Well if you didn't know, thats how it goes. I always think of that song when I hear the word 'match'.
The title song choice for this blog is Everybody by Ingrid Michaelson. (If you haven't heard her new album, which is titled Everybody, please go listen to it.) This song puts me in a great mood and makes complete sense.
Everybody, everbody wants to love.
Everybody, everbody wants to be loved.
Oh oh oh oh oh.
Oh oh oh oh oh.
Hah, I just sang that out loud and my cats looked at me like I'm crazy. I'm sure its only because of how great of a singer I am. (:
So the point of this blog was-So what? So what if you don't match anyone. Maybe you're not supposed to. Keep going as you are. If you change yourself to match someone now, then when your real match comes along, how will they know? (Deep, right?)
So yeah. Everybody wants to love, and everybody wants to be loved, and everybody wants someone who they match. Everybody should just chill, in my opinion. Turn on some good tunes and relax. You'll know when you find your match. Changing doesn't make them come any faster. Promise (: Besides- Playing with matches, a girl could get burned.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
All I Need-Bethany Dillon.
Well hey there. Camille, here. So my mother had this crazy dream about me starting this blog and helping readers through life and truly felt that I should give it a shot. So I'm like, "Well it can't hurt, right?"
So here we are. Unless no one is reading this. In that case, here I am. Oh well.
Today's kind of a lonely day, anyway. Oh sweet Valentines Day! How you shower the world with love! Nothing gives me that warm and fuzzy feeling quite like watching people write love letters with their checkbooks. Now, many of you may believe that I'm just a lonely, old, cynical woman who's never been kissed and hates Valentines day because of it... okay, you got 3 outta 4. (I'm not really that old, although sometimes it sure feels like it.) I just wish people could appreciate and show love towards those who mean the most to them everyday, not just on February 14th. And you know its true. People put alot more thought in today than than they put into last Thursday. Unless last Thursday was your birthday or something, in which case I wish you a Belated Birthday.
I will say something positive about Valentines Day this year, though. It fell on a Sunday. To some of you, it may seem just like any other day, but to me it makes the holiday seem so much more meaningful. Why? Simple: God is Love. He is the very embodiment of humanity's greatest emotion. What better day to celebrate His great love? That's why I've chosen All I Need by Bethany Dillon for this blogs title. Its days like these, when I'm feeling terribly lonely watching others receive gifts and spend time with that special someone while I'm left very much alone and bereft, that I grasp the true meaning of this song. He is all I need. There's no small print that reads: this song only applies to those who have everything in their life put together and have found the one person in the whole world who wants to share it with them.
Yeahhh if that entire statement were true, this song wouldn't apply to anyone. (Sorry if you read that statement and thought, "Hey that's me!" 'cause its not 'cause you're not perfect. I say this sincerely, and for your own good.) It can hold meaning for the father struggling to find a job, any job, even one he hates, just so he can keep his family warm and safe. For the mother who does everything in her power to make sure her children know what it means to be a family. For the 17-year-old girl who goes to bed at night thinking, Why? Why is this happening to me? How could You let this come to be? I thought You loved me.
Yeah that last one was me. I'm not ashamed to say so. I'm also not ashamed to say that these doubts run regularly through my mind. Only one thing can possibly get me out of bed each morning. And that's the Truth.
You are all I need when I'm surrounded,
You are all I need when I'm by myself,
You fill me when I'm empty,
There is nothing else,
YOU'RE ALL I NEED.
Happy Valentines Day, guys. Hope this gave you a bit of Hope. Lord knows we all could use some. catch ya next week.
So here we are. Unless no one is reading this. In that case, here I am. Oh well.
Today's kind of a lonely day, anyway. Oh sweet Valentines Day! How you shower the world with love! Nothing gives me that warm and fuzzy feeling quite like watching people write love letters with their checkbooks. Now, many of you may believe that I'm just a lonely, old, cynical woman who's never been kissed and hates Valentines day because of it... okay, you got 3 outta 4. (I'm not really that old, although sometimes it sure feels like it.) I just wish people could appreciate and show love towards those who mean the most to them everyday, not just on February 14th. And you know its true. People put alot more thought in today than than they put into last Thursday. Unless last Thursday was your birthday or something, in which case I wish you a Belated Birthday.
I will say something positive about Valentines Day this year, though. It fell on a Sunday. To some of you, it may seem just like any other day, but to me it makes the holiday seem so much more meaningful. Why? Simple: God is Love. He is the very embodiment of humanity's greatest emotion. What better day to celebrate His great love? That's why I've chosen All I Need by Bethany Dillon for this blogs title. Its days like these, when I'm feeling terribly lonely watching others receive gifts and spend time with that special someone while I'm left very much alone and bereft, that I grasp the true meaning of this song. He is all I need. There's no small print that reads: this song only applies to those who have everything in their life put together and have found the one person in the whole world who wants to share it with them.
Yeahhh if that entire statement were true, this song wouldn't apply to anyone. (Sorry if you read that statement and thought, "Hey that's me!" 'cause its not 'cause you're not perfect. I say this sincerely, and for your own good.) It can hold meaning for the father struggling to find a job, any job, even one he hates, just so he can keep his family warm and safe. For the mother who does everything in her power to make sure her children know what it means to be a family. For the 17-year-old girl who goes to bed at night thinking, Why? Why is this happening to me? How could You let this come to be? I thought You loved me.
Yeah that last one was me. I'm not ashamed to say so. I'm also not ashamed to say that these doubts run regularly through my mind. Only one thing can possibly get me out of bed each morning. And that's the Truth.
You are all I need when I'm surrounded,
You are all I need when I'm by myself,
You fill me when I'm empty,
There is nothing else,
YOU'RE ALL I NEED.
Happy Valentines Day, guys. Hope this gave you a bit of Hope. Lord knows we all could use some. catch ya next week.
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