in order to fully understand the reasoning behind some of the crazy choices i have made (and trust me, i've made plenty), you have to know my heart. i know many of those who are reading this already do, or think so, and for others i am a complete and utter stranger so… although it might be a little difficult to try to 'know' someone without meeting them; i am going to tell you a little about who i am and my journey thus far.
Once upon a time… there was a girl who had a love for people and not only did she act on this love but she continued day in and day out to love people the best way she knew how…. because of the way she lived, the sacrifices she made, and the way she loved – she impacted many lives and continues to do so today…
No… i am not talking about myself; i am talking about Mother Teresa. you see, even as a child her life impacted my own. she was someone i wanted to be like, someone i looked up to, someone i understood. she was created in a way where she had a desire to do one thing differently than most: love.
if you have ever met my dad, you will hear him describe me like this "she doesn't see color, she sees people." the truth is, i do see color, i just see it differently. ever since i was a child, i was drawn to the outcasts, to those who were different, to those who were sadly, not accepted. i was curious then but my curiousity turned into compassion, compassion turned into appreciation and appreciation turned into love. ironically now, if a picture is taken, i am the one who might appear to look a little out of place. no matter what skin tones my friends have, the backgrounds they come from, the lives they choose to live, or the things they believe or do not believe in, i love them. while i may not support certain choices or decisions that my friends make, it does not enable me to love them any less; after all, we all fall short of the glory of god and sometimes i fall so hard it's like a semi truck carrying concrete pillars hit me, FULL SPEED
. the awesome thing is, the god i believe in, continues to love me no matter what i look like or for the decisions i have made or for the ones i didn't and there was this one time when i had black hair, red highlights, and a fauxhawk, so thank goodness i wasn't judged on that. 
i see color but i see with more than just my eyes and because of that, i continuously learn to see the way in which i myself am seen.
so…"why" you may ask.
well…why not?
