I’ve been reading the Twilight series.  It’s eerily engrossing.  I don’t know what it is about a story about a girl who is in love with a vampire yet best friends with a werewolf that captivates my free time. 

A theme that I’ve noticed tonight in the book I’m reading is how two of the main characters–Edward and Bella–are riddled with insecurity in their relationship.  Edward thinks that Bella wants immortality but doesn’t want to commit to him forever.  Bella thinks that Edward doesn’t want her to become immortal because he doesn’t want to spend forever with her. 

The reality is Bella doesn’t want to be a cliche–she doesn’t want to get married right out of high school.  Edward doesn’t want Bella to become immortal because he didn’t have a choice in the matter.  They both want, more than anything, to be together forever.

I live with insecurity daily. 

I’m flying to St Louis in March to spend time with some of my best friends in the world, yet part of me wonders if they’ll be able to stand me for over 48 hours.  They’re anxious for me to get there, and I’m anxious to get there.  The rational part of me knows that when I get there, the most difficult thing is going to be saying goodbye.  The irrational part of me is looking for reasons not to go. 

When I took my current job, I was afraid that after a week, my friend would be sick of me after working so closely together.  It’s one thing to work together on projects; it’s another to work together day after day for 8-10 hours.  I thought I’d be looking for a new job.  Instead, I find myself happier each day. 

What is making the Twilight series so readable is that the author has a gift of making the emotion of the characters so…believable and real.  I can understand why teenagers and adults alike devour the books.