Welcome to my Tumblr. I'm Callie and sometimes I update this and sometimes I dont.
I am most angry at time. There is never enough of it no matter how long you get. There are things you are always going to wish you had done, things you wanted to say, and people you wanted to love. No time to grow up but enough time to realize you’re old. She wasn’t granted long enough and I don’t think I’ll get over that fact. She had enough time to inspire and to love so many and to show people hoe to live and how to accept things thrown your way, and how you deal with those things. Yet still I cannot grasp the idea that she is gone and why it was such little time and why it had to hurt so much. Why did she have to suffer so much to only die? But in death I know that she became an angel and is literally running through it. She is finally healed. I guess that’s something that wasn’t or couldn’t happen on Earth and so I guess our prayers came through then.
I like how we have the power of free speech and our own opinion until it disagrees with someone else’s view. and then suddenly its really wrong to eat a chicken sandwich….that makes sense.