Esther Day

Why, hello again. Sorry, no food today. Actually, there's no feminism or fashion, either. There's just a girl and a lot to say in honor of another girl.

Esther Earl is a Nerdfighteria hero, a girl who has inspired so much in the world. She died of cancer two years ago and there's so much in the Nerdfighting community I know she would be proud of now. I never met her, but how John Green talks about her, I know I would've liked her.

Esther Day is a day to celebrating love, in the Nerdfighting world, a day to acknowledge and admit that we love our friends and family because we don't say it enough. We take our friends and family for granted a lot and I know I do it, too. 

This is my family, my dad Mike, my mama Sherri, and my brother Tony. We're small and we aren't what you'd consider a "picture perfect" family, but I don't believe you could ever meet one of those. My mama is legally blind and my brother, poor kid, was born with a slew of complications. We have had our fair share of trials and sometimes, those trials make us frustrated with each other. In the end, they are my family and I love them. No matter what happens, these are the people you cannot insult or hurt because I will hunt you down and kill you.  

 This is Zoey, my best friend. We've been friends since 6th grade, a million years ago now. She moved at the beginning of the summer, so we haven't seen each other much; that's been harder than I thought it would be. Truthfully, we have no idea how we're still friends. When you look at our relationship on paper, we should hate each other, but we don't. There is no doubt we ride a roller coaster together, but we've gotten off the crazy train lately to ride the lazy river. This girl can count on me to seek revenge for the slights against her, and, bitch, she better have my back. (Warning: she and I may blog swap next week when we make good food.) I know I don't say it enough, and I hope you know it's because I don't know how to say it, not because I don't mean it, but I love you, sweetheart. Godric knows where I'll be without you.

Sheila and Emily (respectively) have been my academic buddies throughout middle school and high school. We took AP classes together, we studied together, we whined about homework loads together, and, most importantly, we cared about each other. These are two girls I wish I had become close with much sooner, and I had no idea how much I would miss them until these last few weeks, with college looming largely overhead. I do love them, and I completely under-appreciate them. I'm sorry for that; I'm trying to be better about that.

Who do you love that you don't think about telling? Esther Day is the perfect day to open up.

Esther Earl, Rest in Awesome.

Everyone else, DFTBA.