December 2011
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To experience peace does not mean that your life is always blissful. It means...
– Jill Bolte Taylor (via simplyisis)
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Everyday people tell me, you need to do this and do that. But what is it that you need to do? I’m content with who I am.
:’)
It's a nice feeling knowing you're missed..
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Want to know something about this thing called life? … It goes. on.
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Thinking about my life..
Certain things that try to bring me down, certain things i planned and hoped for that to this day just the thought of still gets to me. Things that have happened that could bring me down to the point of just giving up. But still before i give in, i always get this burst of strength, always. There’s no better feeling than knowing God has his hand on my life, positioning my career, blessing me...
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This morning came like cinnamon, so sweet.
The sun peeking in woke me up in a light, warm way… like how my mom wakes me up on my birthday where she gets in my bed with me and whispers “wake up sweetie pie” .. i can’t wait to be home. To be in my space that i know with life long friends and loving family that i miss.. a lot. I laid in bed, soaked in the warmth of the sun and i thought of everything i had to do today....
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I spend so much time thinking about all the answers to the problem … that...
– Elizabethtown
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when one door closes in your face. another opens...
I got my acceptance letter into the respiratory program yesterday and it’s weird, you know.. you wait for something so long and when it finally comes.. it’s like a relief. I’ve been holding my breath for that next step and finally its here. Impeccable timing too. Also, a couple of professional opportunities have been brought up to me for the break. I’ve known about it for...
I've learned that to be with those i like is...
-Walt Whitman
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..look at you now.
this is where it gets you.. but you knew it would come eventually.. deep inside somewhere the pessimistic… no, lets go with realist part of you.. knew… that you would be back here. maybe i didn’t think it would be this soon. maybe i thought i could be one of those “lucky” people who get to be happy for a week straight before life reminds you to not get too...
They show you a place in your head where you remember why we were never meant to...
– I Wrote This For You: The Bricks Made Of Memories