Stories of Love and Yuppie Words

Bob Dylan once said in an interview:

"What are these words? Happiness, Unhappiness? They are merely yuppie words. It's is not a matter of feeling happy or unhappy that is important, but it's feeling blessed or unblessed that should truly matter."

I have been thinking about those words lately and I think they are the truest words spoken. I feel extremely happy right now however it doesn’t compare to how blessed I know I am. The crazy thing about growing up for me has been struggling not to lose god. Jesus has been an important part of my life for quite awhile, but the last two years I feel as if we are not as close as we used to be. I think it is just my crazy college life and how busy I am. I have faith that he will reveal himself again some day soon. However I have never lost my faith, hope, and love for god. I still believe with all my heart that he is my savior. This is why I feel blessed at the moment. God has given me the opportunity to make others happy, to bless others with this talent. It started a month ago with my best friend Amanda and finished with events involving six amazing people.

As I previously stated it all started with Amanda. My most precious and loving friend of ten years has had boys stomp on her and lift her up; only to let her down time after time. Each sad moment I was there to pick up the pieces of her broken heart and try and put them back together. Giving her the confidence she needed to survive. I listened so many nights about boys that would never understand what she had to offer. She has never been a weak girl; and will continue to always be the strongest person I know. I have always admired her shining persona that fills an entire room. I hoped and prayed for the perfect boy to gather the light she radiates and cherish it.

This is where Cole comes into my story. He is Jordan’s best friend and I appreciate him immensely for that. When Jordan needs to vent or is sad Cole has always been there for him as my best friend has been there for me. When we need our separate corners to retreat to he is the towel man and encouragement Jordan needs. I can tell he cares a lot about Jordan and how much Jordan needs Cole. They have very similar personalities and feed off of each other’s happiness. So if this person could be the supportive friend to Jordan as my best friend is mine then he I knew was the only one to deserved her. I knew that he would be able to take care of my best friend.

Somewhere between March and April I realized something about two of my other best friends. They needed someone too. I also remembered that sometimes you meet people at the wrong time, meet them when the time is right and realize that they were what you needed all along. Nate has always been the sweetest guy and understands what I had to go through my senior year of high school. He too had the pain of being treated like someone’s used tissue. It broke my heart to see him so sad and to talk to him on the phone listening to him wanting a girl of his own. Nate never deserved any of the pain he endured and so I wanted to find him a broken heart to fix. Someone that could glue his heart back together also. This is where my young dear comes into the story.

I met Lauren my Junior year of High School and got to know her throughout the last couple years. With Amanda so far away it was nice to have another female companion. I don’t know who ever said you could only have one best friend, but she would be my second. She will always be the girl that I got to be young with. The twilight crazed, Eco-friendly, OC watching chick that allowed me to live to be forever young. On a list of people who deserved Nate it was always her. Like Amanda she has been broken and bruised by guys that never deserved to breathe in her direction. A real Taylor Swift like girl with so much faith it bewildered me. I have also admired her passion for life and her need to be her own individual person. I can’t wait to see the adult she will become and I wish her the happiest of birthdays. Nate and Lauren need each other and I can already see that. They already make each other so happy and I can see the beautiful chemistry between them.

There are a few more characters to my story and the next one is certainly the most important. He is my own love Jordan. I realized tonight how much I love him. That yes he might be a frustrating individual, but that I should be patient with the young man. He is truly a great person that I can’t help but love so dearly. I know that without him in my life none of the other characters would be able to survive. He is the man that I base all my faith, love, and blessings upon. Jordan is the muse of my matchmaking stories. He has always been serene and cheerful of my crazy antics. He finds my quirkiness endearing and has helped me have faith in my matchmaker abilities as well as my other insecurities.

Then there is me, I am merely just a storyteller. I am so blessed to have such great people in my life and so happy to spread joy to them. I am honored to see where these young lovers go. I have so much faith that this will not be the last I will speak of them. I see big things in their futures and I believe that they will never part. I know it seems very sudden, but in my heart of hearts I feel that they belong together.

So I say whatever to yuppie words and say hello to being blessed and blessing others. I look forward to many things. I see chapters in our lives that they don’t seeing coming. I feel important moments and hope for them. For instance I look ahead for the night I call Amanda and tell her not to drop her phone. The day she tells me of her first child. I dream about the day when Nate talks of plans and Lauren calls me to tell me about the man she is about to marry; the only man I know that deserves her. In my mind I can’t wait to grow up with these people. To watch my life float by with these characters in my life and in my stories. Is it so wrong to want to be connected to these people forever? To want these people to always be happy and never feel the pain of harshness? Am I just crazy hoping to raise my children with these people and their children? I know I am probably a little too early in my assumptions, but I can’t help but feel blessed. For great friends, for a good future, and for every crazy magical moment we share with each other.