So today has been such an awesome day for me. Have you ever had one of those days where everything seemed to be giong your way? Well today is my day. I have had the day to myself, yes, no work or school on the agenda for me, and I have had the time to really sit and think about everything I am so very thankful for. This all came about because this morning my cousin and his wife had their second baby girl, Demi Lane, and she is absolutly perfect. She our own family's Christmas miracle and I can not wait to hold and meet her. Life is what I am thankful for. Not only my own but everyone's in general. Where would we be without the joys of birth, love, friendship, or any other connection to others? So to be clear, I am going to give you all a list of a few things I am most thankful for. Starting with...
1. My mom. Honestly, this woman is my best friend. She knows me more than anyone and I hate to imagine my life without her. She is strong, loving, and the person I tell everything to. She is the person I trust most and the person I aspire to be.
2. The rest of my amazing family. My brother is at the top of that list. My brother and I are eight years apart and that has definetly benefited us in our realationship. He has been my role model ever since I was a little girl. I would not trade our frinedship for anything in the world.
3. My boyfriend, Chris. I am so thankful for the past five years I have spent with him. He has taught me so much and we really have grown up together. I could not imagine a better, more pure love. I am blessed.
4. My friendships, of course. I have had my ups and downs with certain friendships over the years, but the ones that have really meant something have been with me through it all. These people have taught me so much and have made me a better person. Without frienships like that I would be lost.
5. Maybe because I am so ate up with everything going on around me, but I would have to say Christmas time is something I am very thankful for. It has always been my favorite time of year: I love the cold weather, being with my family who live in Texas, where I am from, and all of the food, music, clothes, and overall the great feeling.
6. I am very thankful for music. Without music, my life would be extremly boring. Songs are so important and with each song I hear I will find a connection to. I love how you can do so much with music, sing, dance, cry, laugh, and most imortantly create memories. I love how each song can take me back to a time and place weather it was good or bad. Either way it was imortant to me.
7. Texas. Yes, I am from Texas and I am proud of it. I think if you know anyone from Texas they will be quick to tell you it is the best and how there is no place like it. I too, am one of those people. And I am very thankful I get to go back for nearly two weeks in five days!
8. Coffee. Ok, so maybe I am an addict. But, is that really such a bad thing? Ha. I blame my addiction on my Pa because ever since I was little he would sneak me a small cup of coffee in the morning, it was mostly milk but I did not know the difference, and I have been hooked ever since. I like to think its my Pa and I's bond. Sound good? I thought so.
9. Smells. This may sound strange, but like music, smells can also have connection to certain times, places, and people. For instance, one of my favorite smells is Yankee Candle's spiced pumpkin candle. I may have gone twenty of these candles. There is always one in my room and the smell makes me relaxed and feel at home. Other smells I love are: my Grannie and Pa's house, my dog Emma's paws; and one of my favorites is the smell of a book store. Old pages of books and coffee? Yes, it is pretty great if you ask me.
10. The last on my list for today, I am thankful for heaven. So many people I was close to have made their way there...my dad-Allen, my very close family friend-Bradley, a family I have grown up with's son-Nick, and my close and dear friend-Cole Thomas. These people have all had importance in my life and the only peace I can have for why they had to go is that I will see them all one day in heaven, this amazing place they now call home.
So, here you go, this is only a list of ten things I am thankful, but they are all important to me in one way or another. If it were up to me, we would share these things with each other everyday so we can always remember the good things in life and how lucky we truly are. So I ask you, what are you thankful for?
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Confidence
Lately I have found myself going through all my old things trying to grasp a few memories from my past. I am quite the collector and tend to hold on to everything which can be either good or bad. I have boxes under my bed filled with old journals that I used to write nearly everything in, pictures and photo albums from middle school-on, old notes I have saved from high school, and random objects that could only have special meaning to me. I am quite sentimental and would keep an old pen just because in my eyes something great happend when I used it. Yes, I'm that bad, but I am trying to get better.
Anyway, looking back on all of these things makes realize how much has changed in the past couple of years. How much I have grown and changed since the beginning of high school, and how much everyone and everything has changed in general. Even though I am in the same town, reside at the same address, and have the same interests as I did before, much deeper things in my life have changed. Now please do not get me wrong, when I say I have changed I was never all that bad.. I was never the huge party girl who always got in trouble or go from boyfriend to boyfriend. I had never done drugs a day in my life, nor did I find myself passed out on my friends floor; even when these things are quite common in my town. No, I was more of the naive girl who often got caught up in what everyone was doing or thinking. I can remember me desperatly wanting to be just like my friends rather than focussing on myself. I would alter the way I dressed, wore my hair, and the things I said to be more like my friends. I was never pressured to do these things, however, I just thought it was necassary at the time. I now look back on these particular memories and roll my eyes and think, what was I thinking? Why would I want to be anyone but myself? Maybe it is only human to want to conform to others, sometimes to even be jealous of other's so called perfections. But in reality, the person you are trying to imitate are most likely doing through the same thing you are. I don't think anyone at such a young age is ever 100 percent confident with themselves. And when you really think about it, everyone is so wrapped up in their own thoughts about what they look like that day to be worrying about what you and your appearance. Lets get real for a second, when is the last time a person walked up to you and said, "You have ugly hair and I absolutly hate your sweater?" Never. That's right, never. And if someone ever did say something like that to you, they must be the most unhappy person on the planet.
But in all honesty, I am right there with most woman out there. I tend to be self consious a lot of the time and never think I look my best. I never think my hair or makeup is picture perfect, and I am always embarressed and worried about my weight. With this said, I am probably the skinniest girl you've ever met and I absolutly hate it! Yeah, I'm one of those girls that praises God when I GAIN five pounds. I know I know, you are probably rolling your eyes right now, but it is the truth. And I am here to speak the truth. So, if it were up to me, looks would not matter at all. I think most woman, along with me, spent too much time worrying about their appearance and not enough about what really matters in life. So what if you gained and extra five pounds, or in my case, can't gain weight no matter how much you eat. Who cares if your hair dresser cut your hair and inch too short or you're wearing last years jeans. People who love you and care for you will not even notice, and those are the only opinions that should matter to you. Everything about this reminds me so much of an old Taylor Swift song that I have been listening to lately. If anyone listened to Taylor's first CD, you are probably familiar with the song, "Tied Toegther With a Smile." This song in particular is so relatable to me and maybe even you. The beginning of the song says this, "Seems the only one who doesn't see your beauty, is the face in the mirror looking back at you.You walk around here thinking you're not pretty, but that's not true, 'cause I know you." Yes, it is good, and I think everyone needs a friend like Taylor to tell you that you are beautiful. Am I right?
To wrap this up, I am just going to tell you this, be confident in yourself and do not let yourself get down. Confidence, happiness, and kindness is truly what makes a woman beautiful. So this is my point, ladies, worry about your family and friends, not your flaws. Spend more time smiling and counting your blessings instead of calories. I promise you if you spend a week doing these simple things, you will feel even better about your life and yourself. Everyone is beautiful, God made you in his image, and if that isn't true beauty then I don't know what is.
Anyway, looking back on all of these things makes realize how much has changed in the past couple of years. How much I have grown and changed since the beginning of high school, and how much everyone and everything has changed in general. Even though I am in the same town, reside at the same address, and have the same interests as I did before, much deeper things in my life have changed. Now please do not get me wrong, when I say I have changed I was never all that bad.. I was never the huge party girl who always got in trouble or go from boyfriend to boyfriend. I had never done drugs a day in my life, nor did I find myself passed out on my friends floor; even when these things are quite common in my town. No, I was more of the naive girl who often got caught up in what everyone was doing or thinking. I can remember me desperatly wanting to be just like my friends rather than focussing on myself. I would alter the way I dressed, wore my hair, and the things I said to be more like my friends. I was never pressured to do these things, however, I just thought it was necassary at the time. I now look back on these particular memories and roll my eyes and think, what was I thinking? Why would I want to be anyone but myself? Maybe it is only human to want to conform to others, sometimes to even be jealous of other's so called perfections. But in reality, the person you are trying to imitate are most likely doing through the same thing you are. I don't think anyone at such a young age is ever 100 percent confident with themselves. And when you really think about it, everyone is so wrapped up in their own thoughts about what they look like that day to be worrying about what you and your appearance. Lets get real for a second, when is the last time a person walked up to you and said, "You have ugly hair and I absolutly hate your sweater?" Never. That's right, never. And if someone ever did say something like that to you, they must be the most unhappy person on the planet.
But in all honesty, I am right there with most woman out there. I tend to be self consious a lot of the time and never think I look my best. I never think my hair or makeup is picture perfect, and I am always embarressed and worried about my weight. With this said, I am probably the skinniest girl you've ever met and I absolutly hate it! Yeah, I'm one of those girls that praises God when I GAIN five pounds. I know I know, you are probably rolling your eyes right now, but it is the truth. And I am here to speak the truth. So, if it were up to me, looks would not matter at all. I think most woman, along with me, spent too much time worrying about their appearance and not enough about what really matters in life. So what if you gained and extra five pounds, or in my case, can't gain weight no matter how much you eat. Who cares if your hair dresser cut your hair and inch too short or you're wearing last years jeans. People who love you and care for you will not even notice, and those are the only opinions that should matter to you. Everything about this reminds me so much of an old Taylor Swift song that I have been listening to lately. If anyone listened to Taylor's first CD, you are probably familiar with the song, "Tied Toegther With a Smile." This song in particular is so relatable to me and maybe even you. The beginning of the song says this, "Seems the only one who doesn't see your beauty, is the face in the mirror looking back at you.You walk around here thinking you're not pretty, but that's not true, 'cause I know you." Yes, it is good, and I think everyone needs a friend like Taylor to tell you that you are beautiful. Am I right?
To wrap this up, I am just going to tell you this, be confident in yourself and do not let yourself get down. Confidence, happiness, and kindness is truly what makes a woman beautiful. So this is my point, ladies, worry about your family and friends, not your flaws. Spend more time smiling and counting your blessings instead of calories. I promise you if you spend a week doing these simple things, you will feel even better about your life and yourself. Everyone is beautiful, God made you in his image, and if that isn't true beauty then I don't know what is.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Right Place, Right Time
Well, here I am. I am officially blogging, and I am going to jump right into this even though I am not exactly sure what I am doing quite yet. So wish me luck.
Ok, for starters I am currently going to a community college turned state, and am going to school possibly for education.Yes, possibly is the key word here. The school I go to is about twenty minutes down the road and I often hear people say, "Oh community college? That is just like high school." Well, they are so very wrong. High school to me was a time when I cherished my friendships, connected with my teachers, and enjoyed walking down the halls and knowing someone I knew would be there to greet me. Now, on the other hand, I go to school, say a just a few words to a total of maybe three people I have come to know, do my work, and come home. The best part of my school days is my drive home listening to the new playlist I put together the night before. Everyone preaches that college will be the best years of your life, and thus far, I'm not convinced. Some will be quick to judge and say it is because I stayed home rather than moving off to a university, but I disagree. I have no regrets about staying home. I think am lucky I can go to a college this close; I am too close to my mom and rely too much on the comfort of a small town to leave. I do, however, find myself craving the special connection with new people and the excitement of a new, big school. But school is school right? Either way I will hopefully become a teacher who can help students and hopefully become an inspiration in at least one persons' life.
Anyway, enough rambling on and on about my future-I'd rather talk about right now, and right now cold. Finally! And right now you can catch me in bed, sweatpants on, laptop in my lap, and coffee cup in hand. (Where it usually is more than half the time) I am so in awh of God and his thought process of creating winter. I swear to you this man is a genious. I am loving the cold weather and being able to wear my scarves, coats, and boots. I don't know why, but I have always found comfort in the cold months. Maybe it is because I was born in November and that is just how I am programmed. Or maybe because I like the thought of having someone to love during the holidays, and having that same someone be able to wrap his arms around you to keep you warm as you spend you fifth Christmas together? Yeah. I think I will have to go with that last one. And this finally brings me to my favorite subject...love. Yes, that's right I said love. That simple word is a word that is sacrid, incredible, and all around amazing. But love, in its own way, can be cruel. I have been extremly blessed and would even consider myself lucky, for I have been with the same man for the past five years of my life and have never been more in love. There is a slight twist in our own little love story, however. The highlight of our love story would be that we have a love that can only be decribed in a Nicholas Sparks novel, "I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, every day we were together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours." Yeah, thats good stuff huh? But unfortunately, we have been hit by the enemy of love. Yes, now we're getting to the cruelty part. And if you're scrunching your eyebrows in slight confusion, let me explain. The enemy I am referring to is distance. I have spent the past five years of my life madly in love with a man who lives 1,131.94 miles away from me. Yes, I mapquest. But in all honestly, the cliche, "Distance makes the heart grow fonder," has never been more true with him and I. Thankfully, he lives in my hometown and we get to visit often, but during those long months of being apart can become pure lonliness. I will never be more thankful for the day when I marry him and get to spend every day together. I will never take one look, touch, or an "I love you," for granted. I feel true compassion for those of you who have not yet to find love. But I do have words of comfort for those hopeless romantics out there, it WILL happen. God has had a plan for you and him or her, whoever they may be, from the start. You just have to be in the right place at the right time, so dont give up...But if it were up to me, I'd let the whole world loved. But maybe that's just me.
Ok, for starters I am currently going to a community college turned state, and am going to school possibly for education.Yes, possibly is the key word here. The school I go to is about twenty minutes down the road and I often hear people say, "Oh community college? That is just like high school." Well, they are so very wrong. High school to me was a time when I cherished my friendships, connected with my teachers, and enjoyed walking down the halls and knowing someone I knew would be there to greet me. Now, on the other hand, I go to school, say a just a few words to a total of maybe three people I have come to know, do my work, and come home. The best part of my school days is my drive home listening to the new playlist I put together the night before. Everyone preaches that college will be the best years of your life, and thus far, I'm not convinced. Some will be quick to judge and say it is because I stayed home rather than moving off to a university, but I disagree. I have no regrets about staying home. I think am lucky I can go to a college this close; I am too close to my mom and rely too much on the comfort of a small town to leave. I do, however, find myself craving the special connection with new people and the excitement of a new, big school. But school is school right? Either way I will hopefully become a teacher who can help students and hopefully become an inspiration in at least one persons' life.
Anyway, enough rambling on and on about my future-I'd rather talk about right now, and right now cold. Finally! And right now you can catch me in bed, sweatpants on, laptop in my lap, and coffee cup in hand. (Where it usually is more than half the time) I am so in awh of God and his thought process of creating winter. I swear to you this man is a genious. I am loving the cold weather and being able to wear my scarves, coats, and boots. I don't know why, but I have always found comfort in the cold months. Maybe it is because I was born in November and that is just how I am programmed. Or maybe because I like the thought of having someone to love during the holidays, and having that same someone be able to wrap his arms around you to keep you warm as you spend you fifth Christmas together? Yeah. I think I will have to go with that last one. And this finally brings me to my favorite subject...love. Yes, that's right I said love. That simple word is a word that is sacrid, incredible, and all around amazing. But love, in its own way, can be cruel. I have been extremly blessed and would even consider myself lucky, for I have been with the same man for the past five years of my life and have never been more in love. There is a slight twist in our own little love story, however. The highlight of our love story would be that we have a love that can only be decribed in a Nicholas Sparks novel, "I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, every day we were together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours." Yeah, thats good stuff huh? But unfortunately, we have been hit by the enemy of love. Yes, now we're getting to the cruelty part. And if you're scrunching your eyebrows in slight confusion, let me explain. The enemy I am referring to is distance. I have spent the past five years of my life madly in love with a man who lives 1,131.94 miles away from me. Yes, I mapquest. But in all honestly, the cliche, "Distance makes the heart grow fonder," has never been more true with him and I. Thankfully, he lives in my hometown and we get to visit often, but during those long months of being apart can become pure lonliness. I will never be more thankful for the day when I marry him and get to spend every day together. I will never take one look, touch, or an "I love you," for granted. I feel true compassion for those of you who have not yet to find love. But I do have words of comfort for those hopeless romantics out there, it WILL happen. God has had a plan for you and him or her, whoever they may be, from the start. You just have to be in the right place at the right time, so dont give up...But if it were up to me, I'd let the whole world loved. But maybe that's just me.
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