otp:always and forever

me: I don’t know….literature doesn’t hold the same joy for me that it used to….I find myself wandering into other creative fields to seek enjoyment…I guess I never should have applied for English lit after all…how very sad…….

Shakespeare: get up bitch, you’re fine

me:……ur right

Tot el camp
és un clam
som la gent blaugrana
Tant se val d'on venim
si del sud o del nord
ara estem d'acord, ara estem d'acord,
una bandera ens agermana.
Blaugrana al vent
un crit valent
tenim un nom el sap tothom:
Barça, Barça, Baaarça!

Jugadors, seguidors,
tots units fem força.
Son molt anys plens d'afanys,
son molts gols que hem cridat
i s'ha demostrat, i s'ha demostrat,
que mai ningu no ens podrà torcer.
Blaugrana al vent
un crit valent
tenim un nom el sap tothom:
Barça, Barça, Baaarça!  

Over the course of my long life, I have come to believe that we are bound forever to those with whom we share blood. And while we may not choose our family, that bond can be our greatest strength, or our deepest regret. This unfortunate truth has haunted me for as long as I can recall.
—  Elijah Mikaelson, The Originals 01x01

A Dream Come True- @bananannabeth

She enters The Emporium and he almost loses her in the midst of the crowds inside, but he just manages to keep her in sight. He follows her through the store to the pin displays - spinning racks filled with hundreds of collectible Disney pins, and shelves bursting with related memorabilia, like lanyards and bags. Percy doesn’t really have the attention span to get into collecting anything, so he doesn’t really get all the hype about these pins, but the girl is browsing the shelves with her brows furrowed, obviously looking for something particular

vimeo

For those of you who don’t know already, my mom passed away suddenly and unexpectedly earlier this month.  I’m not going to try to sum up what my mom means to me in a single post – I’m sure I’ll be talking about her a lot from here on out – but I wanted to start by sharing this video.

My sister and I went back to LA to help my dad sort through my mom’s things, including the extensive archives of family photos she had filed away in boxes and on her computer.  To our complete surprise, we stumbled across a video none of us had ever seen before: a simple iPhone video of mom, playing her ukulele, and singing “Count on Me” by Bruno Mars directly into the camera.

It turns out she recorded it for my aunt Jenny last July, and just never ended up sending it to her; it was like mom had decided to leave us a perfect little time capsule of herself to reassure the rest of us that we’re gonna get through all of this.  If you want to know who my mom is, who she’ll always be to me, this just about sums it up: playing the ukulele, laughing, and talking about how she’ll drop anything and everything to be there for someone.

When Em and I were designing the program for the memorial service this past weekend, I decided I wanted to try and capture this moment.  Likenesses aren’t exactly my strong suit, but this was important to me, and I’ve rarely been so proud as when this piece finally came together:

Again, it’s not worth trying to sum up how much my mom means to me in one post.  I don’t want to treat this as the end of something – it’s just the beginning of a new chapter in our relationship.  Suffice to say Em and I blessed to have ended up with such an adventurous, funny, selfless, loving mom; I can’t fathom what exactly we’re going to do without her, but she left us a lot to work with.  I have no doubt we’re going to figure it out.

I know not everyone has a great relationship with their parents, but one thing I loved about my mom was her expansive concept of family: it’s not about blood or literal family ties, it’s about the people you choose to welcome into your life. The people worth fighting for.  The people who are there to love and be loved, to comfort and be comforted, to support and be supported.  That’s what family is, and I hope like hell that I’ll end up with an extended family as big as my mom’s.

I can count on her,
-C