#Little Red Balloon

Dear Jesus,

I have a friend. Whom I love with all my heart. Who is scared and nervous and vulnerable right now. And he loves You. And I love You. And I love him. And I just want You to hold his hand right now. Breathe Your ultimate comfort into him. Warm his heart with Your iridescent light. 

And I'll be honest with You here, God, I'm pretty scared too. And I am putting my heart into your hands. I feel like I've trusted You with stuff like this before. And I know I don't know what I really need, but I really need this (I think). And I don't want to be hurt like I was hurt last time. So please protect my heart from hurt.

Place your healing hand upon him, and the doctors and nurses who will be working with him. 

And please be with us all tomorrow. 

I love Your awesome face.

Rye x

#BAM

K Ruhls sounds just like K Rules.

Because DUH! She does =)

*also she's superhotfabulousfunnysmartsillygigglyinspiringstrongfaithfulsensitivebeautifulindependentlovingcompassionatesmileygorgeousawesomeoverwhelminglywonderful

or something like that.

#She's Her Own Woman

"If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together, there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is....even if we're apart, I will always be with you." 
-Christopher Robin to Winnie the Pooh

When I think of you I think of "safe" I think of "comfortable" I think of "familiar"

I think of a time when my life wasn't so hectic.

I think that if I allow myself to indulge in you again, if I give in to your I love you's, if I call myself your girlfriend, I won't feel so alone.

You're like that old sweater that get's overworn because it's what I know; it's baggy and comfy and easy to hide behind.

But I know better.

I know how wonderful it is to feel wanted. I know that I love the things you say to me. And I know that it sucks being alone.

But I know you won't fulfill my needs. You don't give me the happiness you used to.

You are amazing. You are someone I completely look up to. I think nothing but the world of you. 

But you are not right for me. And conversely I am not right for you.

Stop asking. Stop pushing.

It's time for us both to let this go and move forward to a life that better suits both of our needs.

It's going to take time, but it will be worth it.

It blows right now, but one day you'll look back and know it was for the best.

I love you, and I'm so thankful for what you were to me.

And now it's time to set each other free.

#China Doll

I spent 5 of the last 6 days in a class about Chinatown.

I sat through lectures, ate the food of my people, and wandered around a maze of shops and restaurants for 8 hours a day. Every. Day.

I was expecting to spend the entire week with my nursing friends. Being all giggly and silly and nursey together. Just like in every other class that I've taken.

I expected to listen to 8 hours of knowledge that has already occupied my brain from listening to my Grandma for the last 20 years.

I expected this class to be a breeze and a half. 5 long days in exchange for 4 long months? Yes please!

But man, was I ever thrown off my rocker!!

I was reunited with an old friend from high school. I met lots of cool and interesting people. I was blown away and inspired by the culture and history of a little town within our city. I devoured the food like it was going out of style. I was presented with opportunities to volunteer. I waited 45 minutes for bubble-less bubble tea. I forced my positive sunshiney-ness on strangers. I spent an hour and a half in a Buddhist temple. I took lots of pretty notes with lots of pretty pens. I drank copious amounts of tea. I learned a lot. Laughed a lot. Ate a lot.

This has probably been one of the most eye opening and interesting classes I've taken thus far in my university career. Probably because it pertained specifically to my life and personal history. Because I'm half Chinese, you see.

So while I may have enjoyed an extra week of summer I am so thankful that I was called to take that course. It made the transition back to my everyday routine that much easier!

#Bleeding Blue

This weekend I went to my first football game of the season.

For my brother's football team.

The Bantam Calgary Colts.

And man oh man did I ever love it.

I forgot how much fun it is to sit in the stands, to cheer and holler and immerse yourself in the game.

To joke, and tease and laugh with the other spectators.

A familiarity sets in. You know the boys on the turf. You know the parents, siblings, girlfriends in the stands. You all come together with a common goal. To win that football game.

You see the team work on the field. The way the boys all have each other's backs. The way they celebrate together. They build each other up. They have respect for each other. They play as a team, win as a team, and lose as a team.

And up in those stands we love those boys. We get to know the boys, on the field and off the field. We cheer and we groan with them. We take pride in every block, every run, every touchdown.

These are my boys in blue. It's gonna be a rad season.