When all is said and done, what do you wish you had said and done?

I bought the perfect journal suited for me yesterday. It is this gorgeous shade of not quite pink yet defininetly not red and I love it. It is the first installment in my Year 16 book. I am journaling every day because I need to. I need to keep steady and to remember. It's amazing to see what things you write about again and again when they are set on paper. You really see what is important to you because you will continue to write about them again and again. I am so so so happy that I used buzznet as a journal for months and months because preserving all the things I wrote (in the last few years) is something that is very dear to me. I am thankful.

So many things make me cry. I cry everyday over the exquiste way life works. Someone's smile will set me off. The way leaves look against the pattern of the sky will cause my chest to seize and my heart to constrict. I cry every time someone takes a step away from their normal path, every brave deviation to become a better person, every time they put themselves out on a limb for a chance of receiving something more than what they are getting from life. And I'm okay with that. I get so emotional over everything. Because I chose to believe everything can be and is important. I chose to appreciate life so very much. That is why I am a vegetarian. Because I respect life too much to even dare to believe I have the right to take it away from another breathing creature for my own benefit. Everyone deserves to live for as long as possible and taking that away from some other living creature is a terrible crime I believe.