We’ve all heard the nursery
rhyme “What Are Little Boys Made Of?” You know: Boys are made from snips and
snails and puppy-dog’s tails and little girls are sugar and spice and
everything nice. Yeah, well, that’s all crap. We’re made of a heck of a lot more
than that.
We’re actually made of the
people we come home to when we’re little. We’re made of their positive examples
and negative attributes. We’re made of their habits, their words, and the way
they look at the world. We’re what they’ve taught us, their tough love, and
childhood memories. We grow up, move on, and form our own opinions, but they’re
still what we’re made of.
We’re made of our friends’
laughter and the tears from the sadness of their first heartbreak. We’re made
of late nights, long conversations, and the crappy unhealthy junk we eat when
we’re together. We’re made of bad decisions, college choices, headwraps, failed
savings funds to move out of the state, and of our best friend’s mom’s sweet
tea. We’re all unique and one-of-a-kind, but we’re still made of each other.
We’re made of birthday cards, first
loves, and the first time our hearts actually felt something. We’re made of
disappointments, irresponsible choices, and our (many, many, many) favorite
songs. We’re made of the visions we have of the way life is supposed to be.
We’re made of dreams, colors, the air we breathe, and the ground we’re standing
on. We’re made of second (third, fourth, fifth…) chances and the people we’ve
left behind. We’re made of the pain we’ve felt and the optimism we still have
despite the odds. We’re made of sunsets, our happy places, and our favorite
books. We’re made of memories and our commute to work. We’re made of the drive
to be more and the positive vibes our favorite people pass on. We’re made of
everything we’ve ever seen, felt, and heard.
We’re made of so much more than
water, tissue, oxygen, puppy-dogs tails, sugar, and atoms… What we’re made of
is infinite. Infinite possibilities, hopes, dreams, and passion. That’s what
we’re really made of.

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