Celebration | Noun

I tend to hold onto details and pretend it's the whole picture,
I fill in blanks with things that never happened,
I wrap my life in nostalgia for things that never were,
Dusting off the pages of lists that were made and never filled,
Believing one day when I was twelve embodied my childhood
Has always been a problem for my mind to understand,
That those days were not necessarily better than these,
And these days are not any worse,
Only different and I'm aware of that.
But it's nice to know, that some things stay the same,
That no matter where I go in life,
A few things remain the same,
We might be older, some might have beards,
Our faces may be unrecognizable, or our attitudes changed,
There's one thing I know for certain; love never ends,
It only grows and evolves, but never fades away. 

Last month my sisters and I hosted a dinner party on our farm. We invited the people we care the most about, the ones that we hold most dear. Planned it as a way to say goodbye to playing hide-and-seek while the sun was going down, and hello to a future that some of us might not get to share. We're all heading in different directions, following different dreams, expecting different things. So that night, we put childhood aside, learned a bit about each other, and I don't know about everyone else but I don't want to forget about you guys and I know I never will.

To Noble, and Dayspring (who was absent that night), Caleb, and Liz Nimmons, Bethany, Josiah, and Daniel Rendon (and the rest of you Rendon's too), Levi Mardis, Rebekah Creech, Sarah Waldrop, Rebekah, Mathew, Sarah, Michael, and Hannah Johnson, Sarah Posey, and my siblings Rachel, Sarah, John... I love you all and thanks for being in my life. It wouldn't be nearly half as cool without you.

xoxo Johanna Grace

p.s. Also, thanks to my sister Sarah for battling my camera the entire time I was cooking and actually getting a photographic record. <3

p.p.s. Writing this made me cry.

p.p.p.s. Caleb, I still remember your slightly delusional rantings about being president as clear in my mind as it was that night. I'm on to you.

p.p.p.p.s What about you, friends and followers? Do you have people in your life that you've known forever, or feel like you do? Does the past hold on to you as much as it does to me? Share your stories below!