Tuesday, July 29, 2008
sometimes i don't feel like i have anything important to say. but i have to keep trying. if i don't allow the words to flow then they will get backed up like a clogged drain. right now i have this wonderful loving kitty on my lap licking my elbow and being cute. she is keeping me company while my honey is gone. she really is great.
i keep thinking that i will begin my novel when. . .(insert excuse here). i am afraid to try and fail, so i procrastinate. i have been in love with writing for a long time, and i haven't indulged enough. be inspired. be you. writing brings a feeling of euphoria. makes me want to do the string cheese dance in my underpants.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Growing up was hard. Being an adult is harder. Giving yourself a break and being your own best friend can be the hardest thing of all.
Hiding from yourself does not make things happen. Avoidance can stunt your growth. You have to pull out the weeds to allow the flowers to grow and if you don't change your perspective then you won't see just how beautiful the garden can become. Stop focusing on the ugliness of the weeds. Stand up and look out over the beauty in front of you. There is potential, there is hope.
Keep focusing on being the best you possible. A little growth does go a long way, but it is an ongoing process. Keep going, keep smiling, keep loving, keep growing. Change is not easy, it is not smooth, and it is not always going to be fun. But the feeling of peace that comes with the perseverance will be so worth it!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
I woke to terrifying news that morning. One of my dearest friend's father passed away. When she said the words on the phone they did not register in my brain and I was silent. She asked if I was still there, I could feel the overwhelming pain through the phone line.
My mind searching for the perfect thing to say. No words came to me. . .just "I'm sorry."
My friend so strong, so unbelievably strong is faced with a loss that causes pure shock. Numbness, to get through. No one can ease the harsh blow that follows after the shock lifts.
My friend, my soul sister, I am here.
Death feels so real, so close and inevitable. My heart breaks.