If you don’t know me in real life, I am very weird. I’m one of the deepest people I know and I am constantly analyzing and rationalizing things in my mind (which is why I am so often accused of not listening).
You should also be aware that I often am criticized for my feelings on religion.
Honestly, every single child out there that is baptized and knows exactly what religion they are and hates all other religions but their own: you make me sick.
I have no religion because I have yet to learn about every religion so I can carefully make my choice. I don’t believe in organized religion in the first place. God and I have conversations every day. You might not believe me, but that’s fine. His approval is all I need. I love going to church but only when I feel that I need to. I don’t need someone to tell me about God. I don’t need a book that someone (anyone) wrote to convince me of all the great things that God has done. Every day that I am alive convinces me of this.
I rarely talk to my dad, but the other night, I was talking to God, just in my father’s form…
“Dad, why am I so weird?”
“Everyone is weird. We are all different.”
(This is where God pulled my dad aside).
“But I am especially weird. I think differently than every teenager I have ever met. I don’t believe in things that a lot of people believe in and a lot of people don’t like me for what I believe in. I don’t like talking to people my own age because most of them seem so immature to me.”
“I’ve never really had anyone to talk about this with, Casey. But I am that way too. We are old souls.”
“That’s what my teachers say.”
“I think God puts only a few souls on the planet. When everyone dies, they go to Heaven, but only a few return to Earth. Those who return are the one’s who have souls implanted in them. That’s where the term ‘old soul’ comes from.”
“Thank you, God.”
And my dad said you’re welcome.
Ek mis jou.
Seni ozledim.
Galdu dut.
Et trobo a faltar.
Nedostajes mi.
Chybis mi.
Jeg savner dig.
Ik mis je.
Ma igatsen sind.
Makaligtaan ko.
Kaipaan sinua.
Tu me manques.
Eu sinto a sua falta.
Ich vermisse dich.
Mwen manke ou.
Hianyzol.
Eg sakna pin.
Aku merindukanmu.
Is fada liom uaim tu.
Mi manchi.
Ego desiderium.
Es tevis pietrukst.
I miss inti.
Jeg savner deg.
Mi-e dor.
Chybas mi.
Sem te pogresal.
Te echo de menos.
Jag saknar dig.
Seni ozledim.
No matter what language. No matter where you are. No matter how far or close. I miss you.
