Song For You

Dear Celly,

Not sure if you’re a fan of these guys, but I like a lot of their music. I found this song and thought of you, and while it may not be an exact match to your life, the sentiment and the meaning behind the words and the message are things that speak true to me, and match my perspective quite a bit. It puts to words and music some of my fears and feelings this past year towards you as you’ve grappled with-and I hope conquered-some really difficult struggles. So take it in the spirit of love and support that I intend, and even if you only listen to it once, take that once to really sink in and appreciate. Thank you friend.

All my love,

Bailey

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Hellur Friend!

Dear Celly,

Let’s face it, I cannot hold entire conversations in internet references and ridiculous accents the way that you and our other roommates can. That would require actually having the time to watch and/or read all of those super hilarious (I presume) videos, and ain’t nobody got time for that. (See what I did there?)

I do think, though, that you and unnamed others have, on many occasions, provided opportunites that if only I had a camera at the ready, would have been internet gold. Or $10,000 on AFV. One of these days, I’ll actually catch something. Just you wait. Anyway, thanks for all the laughs over the past four years that you have provided for me, intentionally or not. You are quite the comedian when you choose to be, and your joy is contagious for everyone around you. I think even Eeyore would smile.

All my love,

Bailey

Just a quick note

Dear Celly,

I think I’ve got this thing figured out to post everything at once on Graduation day. Meaning you will have everything I’ve written compiled together and available all at once. I’m assuming you’re reading this after the fact so…And there’s tagging involved, so I think (I could be wrong, but really, how often am I wrong?) that you should be able to click tags and find posts by category. Which is important, because there are going to be some that I want you to wait and read on certain, specific occasions, and/or events. My original plan had been to do these on physical paper, and so on, and put them all in a box, but then this seemed like a more feasible option. At least at the time that I made the decision. I may change my mind again, do the box, and you won’t ever see this post, but unless that happens, here it is.

Anyways, all my love,

Bailey

P.S: as an addendum, I am not sure if these are actually going to post in the order that I wrote them, or if it going to be a grab-bag as they all upload at once. If the latter, I apologize for the confusion, but it should still work I think.

http://herewecollide.com

http://herewecollide.com

This is TWLOHA’s (To Write Love on Her Arms) blog. I find a lot of the quotes and such that I find and share from here, and it is a beautiful and inspirational place. Please, check it out.  I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but I wear a TWLOHA wristband every day. This is for you. Obviously, I support the entire organization and movement and everyone connected, but especially for you.

All my love,

Bailey

Just So You Know

Dear Celly,

First of all, this is one of those letters that really ought to be saved for a day where you need encouragement and love. I mean, really, every day is that kind of day for anyone, but in this case, save it for a rough time. If this is one of those, then by all means, read ahead. Here goes:

Here’s another letter to tell you what I’ve told you so many times before, but even so, still mean with the utmost sincerity and feeling every time, and hope you don’t mind hearing again. I love you. I believe, very strongly, that love is something that is limitless that we can never run out  of, that we can never say “I love you this much,” because the next time I look there will be more. I also believe that it is unconditional and irrevocable. Once I have given you love, it is yours to keep; I cannot and will not take it back. I will love you no matter what, even if we fall apart, of fall out of touch, or one of becomes a supervillian and destroys the world (who knows?). Nor do I expect anything in return. I am your friend, and I love you.

No questions, no expectations.

I will always answer if you need me, I will always hold you when you need a hug, and I will always support you in any way that I can-even if you aren’t aware of it. I love you enough to wish you the best of everything. I pray that you find friends who love you like I do, and keep them, and screw the rest.

I pray that one day you will find a partner who loves you like I do, and better (because I love you, babe, but not like that 😉 ), and you’ll love him the same, and you’ll write each other letters like this instead of getting them from me. And I pray that you love yourself the way I love you. You may not realize it, but you are so smart, and so strong, and have so much courage. I know you have bad days, and rough times, and sadness and struggle and loss. But I’ve watched you conquer all these things, fight them and beat them even when you don’t realize you are. You find joy and you share it, and you brighten everyone around you’s day, if only for that moment. God has amazing plans for you, and I can’t wait to watch them unfold.

Oh, and have I told you yet? I love you.

All my love,

Bailey

 

Dear Celeste

Dear Celly,  

First off, imma call you Celly from hear on out, as it is how I normally refer to you. Celeste is a beautiful name, and a beautiful woman, but Celly is the dear friend that I am writing to. Also, let me offer a blanket apology for any misspellings or grammar errors, my English major friend.

Secondly, I’m sure you are wondering, what the hell is this? Well, let me tell you. You’ve had some rough times, my friend, and bad days and sad days and worse decisions sometimes. But you are a lovely, beautiful person, my friend, and exactly that-my friend. The implication in that descriptor is that I love you-unconditionally, unreservedly, and irrevocably. Because in my opinion, that’s how love really works, and it doesn’t count as true friendship if it doesn’t equal family, and it doesn’t count as family if it doesn’t include love. So, long story short, you are my sister, and I love you. As I write this very post, we have 100 days left of our senior year of undergraduate education–100 days of living and laughing and loving together. At least, in the same place and time. So I decided, in the vein of having been writing you notes this year whenever you need a pick-me-up, that I was going to compile a collection of letters, and sketches, and photos, and songs, and whatever else I come up with, for you to look at whenever you need them. Some of them will probably be intended for specific events or occasions, others just ’cause. I’m intending to make this a daily thing, so you’ll have roughly 100 (at least) things to read upon graduation, but we’ll see how it goes. Anyway, the idea is that you’ll have these letters and sundry as a way for me to tell you things that I wish I could out loud, or that I think you need (or will need) to hear, and a way to just remind you that, no matter what, you are not alone. You are loved. You have a friend in me always, and this may be the best that I can do to be there for you when you need it later on when we aren’t together, but I’m trying, I’m reaching out, and all you need to do is reach back, to ask, and I’ll be there. So, I guess, sit back, read, and remember that I love you.

All my love,

Bailey