If the world has given you so much, what do you give it in return?

I miss this place. I miss my writing, and instead of being my redundant self and saying how I'm going to write more and stop neglecting this blog, I'm just going to apologize and move on. sorry, to the few, if any people who may read my blogs, my writings, anything of mine. But most importantly, I'm sorry to myself, because to achieve your dreams, you actually have to REMEMBER them.
I have not completely forgotten though! The notepad on my cellphone is filled with strange fragments of words and phrases. My friends look at my phone and think I'm some sort of psychopath, but those words mean so many things to me, so many new topics to write about. However, they've seemed to just sit in that notepad and accumulate dust, well technological dust, if there is such a thing.
I think it's been about three weeks since the last I've written, and let me tell you, those three weeks were probably the most eventful weeks I've yet to face. That's why my writing sort of drifted off into space, but it's returned, just as my schoolwork returned. My point being that these past three weeks of my emptiness has, in all seriousness, actually filled me with much knowledge. So many things I've been a part of and so many things in my head. I feel like I might just explode, with all the ideas floating around in that very small, wait no, my head is quite large, but still my very small head. I don't know how to iterate all of them. I don't know how to put them all into words and actions, but I have to start someplace, and that place is here.
The beginning of my disappearance began with something that changed me completely, something that changed the way I thought of my path int his world. It helped to erase all the doubts in my head and just go straight forward with all my assurance.

It was this man right here, no not the Pope, I have yet to meet him, but this has been the closest I've gotten, Tony Melendez. He came to my town a few weeks ago and played a beautiful concert, I've never seen my church so completely in sync with each other until I saw them all singing along to his lyrics and crying to his music. It was the sort of unity that I wish was throughout all the world, especially with current events lately.
He had such a beautiful soul, with unmeasurable amounts of perseverance and faith. Tony was born without arms, due to a drug his mother was given while she was pregnant. He had to face the normal world without two of the most imperative limbs in the human body. Yet, nothing got him down. He lived his life, just as any average child would. He overcame judgment and difficulty and instead of looking at his empty shoulders as a disability, he saw it as what God had wanted form him. He picked up a guitar and played it, until it sounded like music. The most astonishing part about him though is his vocabulary; how the word "can't" is nowhere to be found in it. Not once did he tell himself he can't, not even without arms! People who have all four limbs say they can't regularly, and he was missing two and never said it! He changed the world through his music and brought the pope to tears through his persistence, determination, and his certainty that you can do anything you have the desire to do.
Before his concert, I told myself how so many things were impossible, I mean, the success of this blog being one of them. (Success as in people actually reading it! And/or being moved by it!) I want to reach out to people, because everyone has the capability to be amazing. The thing is, some people just have such a difficult time of seeing that. I wish I had the resources that, hmm, let's say that Justin Bieber has. He can reach millions of people with just a word out of his mouth. If I could do that, if only I could do that. So, I'm still on my mission to figure out how I may change this world, whether it be simple or more detailed, I don't care, as long as can give back what goodness the world has already given me. I'm still trying to figure everything out and it's going to be hard, I know. I'm still so young, but I know that it's not impossible. Tony helped me discover that, and no matter how long it takes me, hard work always pays off. I know that. So thank you Mr. Melendez, for starting my phenomenal past three weeks in which I discovered that dreams can always be put into reality as long as the word can't isn't involved.
Love,

Isabelle

PS my song of choice- Head Full of Doubt/ Road Full of Promises by The Avett Brothers (And for whomever watched the Grammy's, I knew them well before so don't yell at me! :p ) The underlying message in this song depicts me, well probably all of us, accept those who've already accomplished their dreams. There's a whole road of possibilities ahead of us and it's not only empty for success but promising as well! It's the doubt in our heads that prevent us from traveling on it.