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Friday, October 07, 2005

Movin' on up

Jeromie and I were talking about our earlier days in undergrad at Clemson the other day, and it got me to thinking about those shining, happy times. In particular, I remembered a girl in one of my French classes whom I found to be both particularly attractive and sweet. I had little to no conversations with this girl because of my shyness, but I still wondered what became of her. I idly typed her name into a Google search, and was soon amazed at the results.

Well, I wasn't amazed at first. All I found intially were forum threads and indirect references that suggested she had gone into fashion. I didn't really know her at Clemson, so there was no surprise in learning this. But everything I read spoke of her so highly. It seemed like she had done very well for herself. VERY well. But was it really her, I wondered? Then I did an image search, and found her. A single entry that comfirmed my amazement as justified.

Look for yourself. (The second entry.)

Two years. She had hardly left Clemson! And now she's a rising star of the fashion world. As much as I talk about dreams, and passions, and fancies, here is a girl who acted on hers and is now living it. Can I help but be impressed?

Can I help but be ashamed?

The answer is no, of course. And even if it weren't entirely justified, I would still be ashamed, because I expect wonders from myself (though I am learning to hold back the whip from myself and trust in the One who made me for a purpose). This post was not written about me, though. This post is for Holly, and for all those incredible people who don't distinguish dreams from reality. What they long for, they do, and draw us in their wake, eyes wide and mouths open.

Maybe I'm just suffering from having someone I know meet with widespread acclaim. Like the famous character in movies who meets up with a stranger only to find that they were in a class together back in high school. Or college, as the case is here.

So, to Holly: You don't remember me, I expect, but I have remembered you. You impressed me once, and you do so again. Way to go. You are an inspiration (and you still have a lovely smile).


Twilight out.
...to the East Side!

1 Comments:

Blogger Hope said...

Yay for Holly!! People like that are an inspiration.

Also, to a certain point, it's ok to not know what you want to do in life. Some people reach their peaks early, and some just wait a little while. Those that wait can also be an inspiration - they show us patience and endurance, for a start.

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