My Inspiration
My Inspiration
What is an inspiration? Obviously someone or something that has inspired us over the years. Have we ever thought about how they truly effect us though? An inspiration can be almost anything. Whether it be a celebrity, a mother, a father, somewhere we have gone or something we have experienced. Me though, who is my inspiration? My best friend, Morgan Leigh.
Everyone has their best friends but to some it is hard to realize who your best friends really are until it is put to the test. I never had someone I could talk to about things I was going through. Sure I had people I could talk to, but never a person who could feel what I was going through. Over the past fifteen years, I never had someone who had the ability to take the words right out of my mouth. Never have I really thought about it, but now that I do, she is the reason I am who I am today. Without her, I do not know who I would be or where I would be. Quite frankly though, I don’t want to find out, nor do I want to give it much thought, because I don’t think I could be as happy as I am today.
A lot happened this past Summer, and I’m surprised she put up with me through it all. I ditched so many of my friends over the course of the summer, but she was one of the few who managed to listen to every word I had to say, every problem I needed help with. She was there, and at the time I just could not seem to realize how lucky I really was to have a friend like her. It makes me cry sometimes just thinking about how happy I am, just knowing the impact she has on me, realizing how much she has given me.
I find it absolutely amazing that no one can make me smile or laugh like her. I mean, it could be a day where I woke up late, it's horrible outside, and a day where it was just one of those mornings where it feels like things cannot make anything better. Until I get to school and she makes me laugh. One day, I came into school angry at almost anyone who came my way after I had my phone taken away, but then when she sat down and started waving a granola bar in my face, I couldn't help but smile. At the time, I actually wanted to cry, because it took just that moment to realize how happy she makes me, how I wouldn’t be Flea without her, I would just be Felicia. Now, that is an obnoxiously random memory, but for some odd reason though, it is something that I will never be able to forget it.
To be quite honest, I don’t think I will ever be able to put into an essay how much she has inspired me over the years. I could sit at a computer for hours at a time and still not be able to think of words that fit how much she means to me. No one knows how much she really means to me. Even though anyone with half a brain can tell you what I am willing to do for her though. Our math teacher can even see it, when she tries to split us up, we beg until she switches us back. She knows how close we are with one another.
For so long I felt as if something was empty inside, and as each day passes by, I feel that space fill little by little. In the end though, I can still never find something to fill it completely. The sad thing being, it took me until just recently to realize what it took to fill that empty space. With Morgan being what I needed to fill that space, Morgan is the one who keeps me from feeling empty.
I don’t even call her a friend anymore, I consider her to be my sister, my true inspiration. With her, I know what is right, I know what is wrong. Without her though, I know barley anything. Then again, it does not take much to see that. While writing this essay, I have hit the Backspace button more than anything. It’s just that when I think I know how to put how I feel, I still don’t know what to type. You could give me every word in the English language and I would shake my head at them all. Even now I don’t think I really know how to put it, truth is I may never know. The one thing I do know though, is that Morgan will always be my very best friend, she will always be the one to finish my sentences. She will always be the one that I can count on no matter what. Everything I do, everything I say, it is all because of her. If not for her, I would not have the desire to do what I do. She inspires me to laugh, cry, smile, hate, love, feel. It doesn’t matter how we end up, or where we end up, she will always be the one to make me whole again.
Without her I wouldn't be Flea
Everyone has their best friends but to some it is hard to realize who your best friends really are until it is put to the test. I never had someone I could talk to about things I was going through. Sure I had people I could talk to, but never a person who could feel what I was going through. Over the past fifteen years, I never had someone who had the ability to take the words right out of my mouth. Never have I really thought about it, but now that I do, she is the reason I am who I am today. Without her, I do not know who I would be or where I would be. Quite frankly though, I don’t want to find out, nor do I want to give it much thought, because I don’t think I could be as happy as I am today.
A lot happened this past Summer, and I’m surprised she put up with me through it all. I ditched so many of my friends over the course of the summer, but she was one of the few who managed to listen to every word I had to say, every problem I needed help with. She was there, and at the time I just could not seem to realize how lucky I really was to have a friend like her. It makes me cry sometimes just thinking about how happy I am, just knowing the impact she has on me, realizing how much she has given me.
I find it absolutely amazing that no one can make me smile or laugh like her. I mean, it could be a day where I woke up late, it's horrible outside, and a day where it was just one of those mornings where it feels like things cannot make anything better. Until I get to school and she makes me laugh. One day, I came into school angry at almost anyone who came my way after I had my phone taken away, but then when she sat down and started waving a granola bar in my face, I couldn't help but smile. At the time, I actually wanted to cry, because it took just that moment to realize how happy she makes me, how I wouldn’t be Flea without her, I would just be Felicia. Now, that is an obnoxiously random memory, but for some odd reason though, it is something that I will never be able to forget it.
To be quite honest, I don’t think I will ever be able to put into an essay how much she has inspired me over the years. I could sit at a computer for hours at a time and still not be able to think of words that fit how much she means to me. No one knows how much she really means to me. Even though anyone with half a brain can tell you what I am willing to do for her though. Our math teacher can even see it, when she tries to split us up, we beg until she switches us back. She knows how close we are with one another.
For so long I felt as if something was empty inside, and as each day passes by, I feel that space fill little by little. In the end though, I can still never find something to fill it completely. The sad thing being, it took me until just recently to realize what it took to fill that empty space. With Morgan being what I needed to fill that space, Morgan is the one who keeps me from feeling empty.
I don’t even call her a friend anymore, I consider her to be my sister, my true inspiration. With her, I know what is right, I know what is wrong. Without her though, I know barley anything. Then again, it does not take much to see that. While writing this essay, I have hit the Backspace button more than anything. It’s just that when I think I know how to put how I feel, I still don’t know what to type. You could give me every word in the English language and I would shake my head at them all. Even now I don’t think I really know how to put it, truth is I may never know. The one thing I do know though, is that Morgan will always be my very best friend, she will always be the one to finish my sentences. She will always be the one that I can count on no matter what. Everything I do, everything I say, it is all because of her. If not for her, I would not have the desire to do what I do. She inspires me to laugh, cry, smile, hate, love, feel. It doesn’t matter how we end up, or where we end up, she will always be the one to make me whole again.
Without her I wouldn't be Flea