Moments

There are moments in life that words have a hard time describing. Feelings that leave you wanting more but you are unsure why. It’s moments like these that make life exciting and spontaneous.

That moment of pure joy when you find out you finally got a little sister after wanting one your entire life.

That moment of pride and accomplishment when receiving your high school diploma. Throwing a hat into the air never felt so significant.



That moment when you lock eyes with someone for the first time and you feel as if you know exactly what they are thinking. That there is something special about this person that you can’t explain. Something in their gaze that is intriguing and mysterious and you can’t help but want to know them.


That moment when you wake up in the morning convinced that the dream you had was real. It was so vivid and full of detail. Then later that day you experience déjà vu because what you had dreamed about is now occurring.


That moment of stress and worry where you wonder how you did on a test before seeing your mark. You wonder if you studied enough for the A you wanted. You fear you won’t be good enough or that you will fail.

That moment of pure silence when you are with someone. With anyone else the silence would be awkward but with this person it’s comforting.

That moment of feeling safe and simply content just to be spending time together.

Words don’t need to be said.

That moment when you’re sitting in a roller coaster at an amusement park and it reaches the top.

That moment just before the roller coaster goes over the edge into what feels like an endless free fall.

That moment where you think for a split second “how did I get here” but then the sudden exhilaration of the drop makes you forget any rational thought.

You’re terrified but thrilled at the same time. You feel like screaming and laughing and it feels like your stomach is in your throat.


That’s love.

Happiness, joy, and fear.
Wonder, excitement and worry.

Many emotions for many situations that I can only begin to describe.

Love is such a complex emotion that I can only seem to use cheesy examples and metaphors to describe it.

You are at the local pool. You’ve gone swimming a few times before. It was fun at first but you always ended up swallowing too much water or forgetting your towel. One time you were even really excited about going to the pool, despite past experience. But you never got to go because it closed due to bad weather. So far your experience at the pool has not been the best.

You’ve always wanted to try the diving board. It’s always been there but you were too nervous to actually jump. But one day you decide, oh what the heck, I’m going to do it. Nerves get the best of you though so you take your time climbing up the ladder, giving yourself time to change your mind before it’s too late. You finally get to the top and it’s the moment of truth.

You stare down at the deep blue water. You realize you’re also afraid of heights. Fears start to enter your mind like, what if the water is really cold?

What if I screw up and slip and hit my head?

What if I drown!?


But finally, you get your act together and take the plunge. You feel a sudden rush of adrenaline as your feet finally leave the board and you dive into the water with everything you have.



I’m glad I finally jumped.