So I was watching this show called Tru Calling. it's all about this girl who when she sees a dead body it asks for her help and the day restarts so she can save their lives.
Anyway, there was this episode where the day would keep restarting over and over, because there was one person she was supposed to save that she didn't. There was a little girl who needed a heart badly, and turns out after saving a store owner, a boy, the father of the sick girl, and again the father, she realizes that the father was supposed to die and give his heart to the little girl.
It made me think. A lot. About what I would give to save someone I loved. Truthfully, I would die to save them too. But I think the truest test of love is doing something you hate, really hate, to ensure that they benefit from it. I'm scared of going in the navy. I never really stick to anything I say I'll do and I hate having to do the same thing over and over, and with my siblings both reaching five or six years to graduate college I could do what I want and mooch off my parents and stay in school... but maybe, despite how hard the navy will be, and despite how it contradicts everything I really am, maybe enduring through it, just so there isn't more debt on mom... so there isn't another couple thousand that I'll beg off dad, maybe no matter if I'm scared of it, or nervous, or whether it might be the worst thing for me... it's the right choice.
I know there are a lot of benefits for me, but there are more just mooching off my parents and doing whatever I want.
So maybe I have grown up, even just a little. Just enough to realize that maybe to help the people I love, I will do what I fear, what I know will be hard, and what I may or may not want to do.
Just thoughts....
Sara
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