Ten years ago today I was sitting in a 7th grade science classroom. As the bell rang to change classes all I could remember was seeing that plane hit the second tower. I remember going into my reading class and hearing a very wise 8th grade history teacher tell my reading teacher to turn back on the TV. He told her that if we do not watch history we won't understand it later. So all day our teachers let us sit and stare at the Televison. I feel like I was glossy eyed most of the day.
When I got home all I could remember is wanting to watch some stupid cartoon and yet everything seemed to be momentarily frozen on the events that had occured in the morning hours.
Now, as a 22 year old women I am disguisted with my niavity. For I should have listened to that very wise 8th grade teacher. He has warned me that my life was bound to change by a senseless incident that happened miles away from my once small town. I didn't lose anyone in the attacks that took place that day but as the years passed ive watched countless documentaries...went to relive that day at the traveling exhibit and even questions what would I have done.
In those ten years...I've grown, I've learned, and I still don't understand why so many people had to lose their lives that day. I heard the Heaven remix-2011 by Dj Sammy yesterday on my way to work. To think of all the children who lost their parents. I know I at time take my parents for granted. I sometimes forget to say I LOVE YOU or even take the time to ask them how things are going. However, I cannot imagine how I would feel if I couldn't see them sporting their proud parent shirts from my college alma mater or remind me of my great character.
Three years ago the day after 9/11 an event that doesnt rock a nation occured. I lost my best friend. When we witnessed the events of 9/11 we thought we were invicible. We thought we would be dancing at each others weddings and making fun of each other when we got pregant and all the other things best friends do...but then I remember that it's only been three years. Ten years ago....A LOT OF PEOPLE LOST THEIR BEST FRIENDS!
So here's to never forgetting the history that has unfolded before us. Here is to never forgetting the power of each other. HERE IS TO BEING GRATEFUL FOR ALL YOU HAVE. HERE IS TO LOVING YOUR FAMILY, YOUR FRIENDS. MOST OF ALL HERE IS TO BEING BLESSED ENOUGH TO GROW UP IN A COUNTRY WHERE PEOPLE ARE SELFLESS ENOUGH TO DIE FOR THE DREAMS YOU IMAGINE!
THANK YOU LORD FOR ALL YOU DO AND MAY THIS NATION REALIZE THAT WE WERE BUILT ON YOU. SO WE MUST STAND STRONG AND NEVER DIVIDED!
NEVER FORGET BUT RISE ABOVE
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
They trickle slowly
I suppose I set myself up for the trickle effect. I set myself up to be tough. To hold back what I thought was weakness. To hold back the pain and anxiety. I come home from work and It doesn't feel like a home anymore. I'm 22 and why yes I would love to escape for a week or two I want my family to stay strong. I've seen my family crumble before..I was six and my mom sent me off to live with my grandmother. I realize now that it was her first attempt to show me that I had some sort of potential that she didn't spot in my sisters. Perhaps, its because the father I do not know is some CEO or Big wig. Maybe, at six years old I showed some radical glimspe of something big.
I sit here however 22 and crippled. Crippled by the harsh reality that surrounds me. Surrounded by the yearning to be someplace with excitement while being stuck like a fly to fly tape. I was told today by a complete stranger that I have a heart of gold. Told that a physical therapy school would be foolish to not want a heart like mine.
Amist all of the fog that has started the day I had felt some light. Almost as if God had sent her to remind me of the most simplistic thing.
This summer I have realized that my weight was a cover up. Now workin' hard to getting healthy and fit I find that its not just the outside exterior one must shed it's this boulder of emotions inside as well. I suppose its the years of feeling like a complete outcast, or quite possibly it was my fault for comparing myself to others.
I don't regret my past but I do have high hopes for my future. I suppose that is my Zodiac sign talking. Ever the sign of optimism. So tonight I'll let them trickle down. I'll let them burn my cheeks. I'll let the moments I've clinged to fall. I'll let the pain wash over the exterior. For once I will lose myself in the lyrics and harmony as they come tumbling down.
I suppose the lesson in this blog is that true strength comes from admitting that things haven't always been picture perfect and not accepting it but overcoming the distortion. Overcoming the pain and turning it into something beautiful.
To weave the pleasure and the pain into a blanket. One that warms your soul and reminds you to continue to push forward to greatness.
So, do you have things you want to let trickle down? Do you have things to weave? Let the pain burn and the pleasure ignite. May you find some sort of comfort in the confusion in the fear. DO NOT HIDE FROM IT, FOR IT WILL FIND YOU AGAIN! STAND UP, STAND OUT, AND EMBRACE THE FACT THAT YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE!
I sit here however 22 and crippled. Crippled by the harsh reality that surrounds me. Surrounded by the yearning to be someplace with excitement while being stuck like a fly to fly tape. I was told today by a complete stranger that I have a heart of gold. Told that a physical therapy school would be foolish to not want a heart like mine.
Amist all of the fog that has started the day I had felt some light. Almost as if God had sent her to remind me of the most simplistic thing.
This summer I have realized that my weight was a cover up. Now workin' hard to getting healthy and fit I find that its not just the outside exterior one must shed it's this boulder of emotions inside as well. I suppose its the years of feeling like a complete outcast, or quite possibly it was my fault for comparing myself to others.
I don't regret my past but I do have high hopes for my future. I suppose that is my Zodiac sign talking. Ever the sign of optimism. So tonight I'll let them trickle down. I'll let them burn my cheeks. I'll let the moments I've clinged to fall. I'll let the pain wash over the exterior. For once I will lose myself in the lyrics and harmony as they come tumbling down.
I suppose the lesson in this blog is that true strength comes from admitting that things haven't always been picture perfect and not accepting it but overcoming the distortion. Overcoming the pain and turning it into something beautiful.
To weave the pleasure and the pain into a blanket. One that warms your soul and reminds you to continue to push forward to greatness.
So, do you have things you want to let trickle down? Do you have things to weave? Let the pain burn and the pleasure ignite. May you find some sort of comfort in the confusion in the fear. DO NOT HIDE FROM IT, FOR IT WILL FIND YOU AGAIN! STAND UP, STAND OUT, AND EMBRACE THE FACT THAT YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE!
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Wanna find that someone
I feel that weird pressure again. To find someone that makes me feel good. That makes me feel like I could do no wrong, even when I am wrong. I suppose I need to quit watching reality TV shows about love or prehaps its my own stint as a romance writer that it hitting it off big time.
Tonight I watched this show called big sexy. My whole life I have been bigger than most of the people in my family. I look back at pictures and cringe because I was not taking care of myself. I am currently a size 16. A size i've been before. Although, I know this is something not under the big girl code...I see myself smaller. It's not the world telling me this rather myself I suppose.
I have friends who tell me all the time about how they love big girls. How there is just something about us. I'd like to think their is a lot more heart and personality. I think a lot of that has to do with how we learned to get noticed.
So, I am this girl and am deeply enchanted by this guy. Enchanted may not be the world but I am completely dumbfounded by him. He can make me smile, laugh, and at times even scream. Although, as I think of trying to hold on the possiblity of something I know he is happy. Happy with a women who isn't me.
Last night I had one of those bouts of tears. He was racing around my mind. He was captivating me. His named swirled and my heart cried out for him. However, like always he didn't hear. It's really not his fault he doesn't hear. There is distance, there is complications, and then there is just all these insecurities I have.
I suppose maybe this is hitting about now because we are coming upon the 3 year anniversary of me losing my best friend. The person who told me I was beautiful at all stages of my weight battle. Who told me that I am the only one he could ever truly love, prehaps it was her internal optimism why I hang on today..
Then I remember God tells me that "Love is patient." Not that you have to tell me that twice. I mean I didn't have my first boyfriend until I was 16 and am now happily 22 and still single.
Although, I know as time passes things will appear and I will simply smile.
So...if your like me...Love who you are. Embrace the opportunities that await you, and never forget that if your watching for Mr. or Mrs. Right that in due time....they will appear and love everything. Even your most annoying little habits, and they will cherish them the most.
So Laugh often, Life fully, and LOVE LIKE YOU AIN'T GONNA GET HURT!
GOD BLESS
Tonight I watched this show called big sexy. My whole life I have been bigger than most of the people in my family. I look back at pictures and cringe because I was not taking care of myself. I am currently a size 16. A size i've been before. Although, I know this is something not under the big girl code...I see myself smaller. It's not the world telling me this rather myself I suppose.
I have friends who tell me all the time about how they love big girls. How there is just something about us. I'd like to think their is a lot more heart and personality. I think a lot of that has to do with how we learned to get noticed.
So, I am this girl and am deeply enchanted by this guy. Enchanted may not be the world but I am completely dumbfounded by him. He can make me smile, laugh, and at times even scream. Although, as I think of trying to hold on the possiblity of something I know he is happy. Happy with a women who isn't me.
Last night I had one of those bouts of tears. He was racing around my mind. He was captivating me. His named swirled and my heart cried out for him. However, like always he didn't hear. It's really not his fault he doesn't hear. There is distance, there is complications, and then there is just all these insecurities I have.
I suppose maybe this is hitting about now because we are coming upon the 3 year anniversary of me losing my best friend. The person who told me I was beautiful at all stages of my weight battle. Who told me that I am the only one he could ever truly love, prehaps it was her internal optimism why I hang on today..
Then I remember God tells me that "Love is patient." Not that you have to tell me that twice. I mean I didn't have my first boyfriend until I was 16 and am now happily 22 and still single.
Although, I know as time passes things will appear and I will simply smile.
So...if your like me...Love who you are. Embrace the opportunities that await you, and never forget that if your watching for Mr. or Mrs. Right that in due time....they will appear and love everything. Even your most annoying little habits, and they will cherish them the most.
So Laugh often, Life fully, and LOVE LIKE YOU AIN'T GONNA GET HURT!
GOD BLESS
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Almost three years
Its been almost three years since my best friend left this world. Three years that I am amazed I survived. However, I know I have a huge support staff and somewhere deep inside this chamber of greatness. I'm not sure where it is located. I often think its in my heart but it could also be in my stubborn mind.
Three years ago I screamed that it was unfair. So unfair I thought I would go insane. While yes...at 20 years old no one should lose someone so close as a best friend. The person who can repeat your stories, who suggests the cutest hair cuts, and reminds you that he looks so good in wranglers.
However, as this summer has rolled on I have found out that my running shoes wont carry me away from my worries but they can help drift me away for a few blocks. My tennis shoes are customized to my Alma Mater. A school that has seen its fair share of devestations. From the loss of a head football coach to natural weather disasters its a school of people who never give up. And its not even Division 1.
In those four years just like these last three I have seen tremendous growth. I have come out of wanting to hide my writing. I have found this love for it well beyond words. In the past three years I have realized that some people need you more than you need them. I found out that your hero can become one of your friends.
If Linsey Kay Nelson was here I know she would be smiling. She was always smiling. She would be proud of the weight I've lost. Planning what our future apartment would look like in Texas and probably still be singing along to The Wreckers. If she was here I know the tears I shed would be few but it's no longer such an unfair thing.
For the twelve years I got with her. Trump a lot. I got to teach her about bull riding. She taught me thats life's a dance (believe me I am truly dancing now). She reminded me how important family is and that being different is being extraordinarily you.
Sept 12th, 2011 marks three years. Three years of butterfly gazing, self doubting, and heartache. However, this year I won't be crying about the facts that I won't ever go to her wedding or see her and a certain cowboy have babies. I will rejoice at the fact that I got to see her glowing smile for 12 years. I will be rejoicing with teddy grahams and root beer. I might even have a mike's for her.
I can't be mad anymore...Like Eli Young Band says...Life at best is a struggle because it makes other moments so much more beautiful.
I have met some of the greatest people in this life. Some of them have definitely changed me. So here is to happiness. To becoming the women God meant for me to be. For taking the high road. THIS IS FOR A GIRL WHO ALWAYS KNEW I WAS DESTINED FOR GREATNESS! I WONT LET YOU DOWN. I PROMISE GOD AND YOU THAT I WILL DO GREAT THINGS!
God Bless
Three years ago I screamed that it was unfair. So unfair I thought I would go insane. While yes...at 20 years old no one should lose someone so close as a best friend. The person who can repeat your stories, who suggests the cutest hair cuts, and reminds you that he looks so good in wranglers.
However, as this summer has rolled on I have found out that my running shoes wont carry me away from my worries but they can help drift me away for a few blocks. My tennis shoes are customized to my Alma Mater. A school that has seen its fair share of devestations. From the loss of a head football coach to natural weather disasters its a school of people who never give up. And its not even Division 1.
In those four years just like these last three I have seen tremendous growth. I have come out of wanting to hide my writing. I have found this love for it well beyond words. In the past three years I have realized that some people need you more than you need them. I found out that your hero can become one of your friends.
If Linsey Kay Nelson was here I know she would be smiling. She was always smiling. She would be proud of the weight I've lost. Planning what our future apartment would look like in Texas and probably still be singing along to The Wreckers. If she was here I know the tears I shed would be few but it's no longer such an unfair thing.
For the twelve years I got with her. Trump a lot. I got to teach her about bull riding. She taught me thats life's a dance (believe me I am truly dancing now). She reminded me how important family is and that being different is being extraordinarily you.
Sept 12th, 2011 marks three years. Three years of butterfly gazing, self doubting, and heartache. However, this year I won't be crying about the facts that I won't ever go to her wedding or see her and a certain cowboy have babies. I will rejoice at the fact that I got to see her glowing smile for 12 years. I will be rejoicing with teddy grahams and root beer. I might even have a mike's for her.
I can't be mad anymore...Like Eli Young Band says...Life at best is a struggle because it makes other moments so much more beautiful.
I have met some of the greatest people in this life. Some of them have definitely changed me. So here is to happiness. To becoming the women God meant for me to be. For taking the high road. THIS IS FOR A GIRL WHO ALWAYS KNEW I WAS DESTINED FOR GREATNESS! I WONT LET YOU DOWN. I PROMISE GOD AND YOU THAT I WILL DO GREAT THINGS!
God Bless
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
There comes a time when....
There comes a time when whatever guilt you held on to over the years needs to be let go.
There comes a time when even though you feel a strong power of unjustice on your own shoulders. You have to rise above it.
There comes a time when you just cry even if you don't know the cause.
There comes a time when you tell yourself that you are worth it.
There comes a time when you give your whole heart away and hope your gonna get it back.
There comes a time when the little things matter the most always.
There comes a time when the ones around you realize that your dreams aren't just passionate wants, they are your life.
There comes a time when you stand up instead of silently sitting down.
There comes a time when you know exactly what people are going through even if you have never met them.
There comes a time when you gotta stand firm even when the ground seems to be crumbling.
There comes a time when you accept your life design...not all of us can be movie stars and hella great athletes.
There comes a time when you only hope those you care for turn their life around.
There comes a time when feeling so small disappears.
There comes a time when Yes is the answer.
There comes a time when Fantasy becomes the new reality.
There comes a time when you look into the mirror and say "DAMN, I AM LOOKING GOOD"
There comes a time when your friends become a piece of you that you now cant live without.
There comes a time when a person must give in to their talents. Hiding them is a shame.
There comes a time when the shy ones find their voice.
There comes a time when your heros become your best friends.
There comes a time when living is the only option.
There comes a time when you are gonna need a hand to hold.
There comes a time when you look back you smile at the good times, the bad ones, and the unbelievable ones.
There comes a time when We ALL FINALLY WIN AT SOMETHING.
There comes a time when our lives have been fully lived.
There comes a time when even though you feel a strong power of unjustice on your own shoulders. You have to rise above it.
There comes a time when you just cry even if you don't know the cause.
There comes a time when you tell yourself that you are worth it.
There comes a time when you give your whole heart away and hope your gonna get it back.
There comes a time when the little things matter the most always.
There comes a time when the ones around you realize that your dreams aren't just passionate wants, they are your life.
There comes a time when you stand up instead of silently sitting down.
There comes a time when you know exactly what people are going through even if you have never met them.
There comes a time when you gotta stand firm even when the ground seems to be crumbling.
There comes a time when you accept your life design...not all of us can be movie stars and hella great athletes.
There comes a time when you only hope those you care for turn their life around.
There comes a time when feeling so small disappears.
There comes a time when Yes is the answer.
There comes a time when Fantasy becomes the new reality.
There comes a time when you look into the mirror and say "DAMN, I AM LOOKING GOOD"
There comes a time when your friends become a piece of you that you now cant live without.
There comes a time when a person must give in to their talents. Hiding them is a shame.
There comes a time when the shy ones find their voice.
There comes a time when your heros become your best friends.
There comes a time when living is the only option.
There comes a time when you are gonna need a hand to hold.
There comes a time when you look back you smile at the good times, the bad ones, and the unbelievable ones.
There comes a time when We ALL FINALLY WIN AT SOMETHING.
There comes a time when our lives have been fully lived.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Turning Point
I am sure in life we all have those moments when we question our intellectual capability of decision making. One thing my turning point i guess forgot about was the need to take care of myself. So this summer I have made myself a priority and have lost 7 pant sizes and while I am not done yet...tonight affirmed to me that I am doing better.
While in high school I was almost diagnosed with high blood pressure. Ever since then I tried to self monitor and I would always be a little hypertensive. Well tonight when we were out I tested and for the first time both my numbers were below normal and my heart beats per minute were not crazy erratic either. So needless to say I feel really good. I mean I do not look into the mirror and see the person I want to see yet but I am still going to work towards the goal. Keep my eye on the prize so to speak.
However, there is another thing going on in my life that doesn't seem to be turning around. My love life. While, I am not trying to be overly concerned or traumatic. Sometimes my sisters have bad judgement and love is not a strong suit I suppose in my family. Backround knowledge I come from a divorced family. My mom remarried and my step dad is AMAZING! I love both my parents and they have done a lot for me and my two sisters. While, my older sister has three adoreable kids but unfortunatly only has custody of two of them. So, I ask myself when will she turn her life around for them two. Tonight, we went and picked up my niece stuff to get ready for her first day of school. I can't believe she is even old enough to go to school. Although, I am now straying off topic. Sorry for those tad bits of randomness. Anyways, I wonder why my sister cannot put her foolishness or her ideals away for the two most wonderful kids in the world. I am not saying that because they are related to me or anything but truly they bring smiles to my faces.
I have a younger sister and following dangerously in my older sisters footsteps. She has a daughter and I love her to death. We have dance parties constantly which I do not mind at all. Our love for music is real deep. Now, her problem is needing a turning point on her weight also and her future. She just graduated high school which is a huge accomplishment but its time to better yourself for your daughter.
I guess I have no real room to speak. I am not a mom and I am rather selfish as my family points out at times. I suppose the selfishness comes because I know I am capable of achieveing things greater than my thoughts or dreams. So I push myself to figure out what exactly my purpose is I suppose is the words I am looking for.
I didn't write this blog to degraded my sisters. I love them for who they are and love the little people they have brought into it. I wrote this blog I suppose to tell you its never to late to step back and reevaluate. Sometimes we all need to look at things from a fresh perspective.
For life is merely like a game of cards. It takes skill and strategy to learn to play. Though in this game there is only one shot and sometimes we have to lay the cards down and tell ourselves....this is only one turning point of many on the S curve commonly called life.
Blessings and Well Wishes
May you find the happiness you seek and the Love thats everlasting
While in high school I was almost diagnosed with high blood pressure. Ever since then I tried to self monitor and I would always be a little hypertensive. Well tonight when we were out I tested and for the first time both my numbers were below normal and my heart beats per minute were not crazy erratic either. So needless to say I feel really good. I mean I do not look into the mirror and see the person I want to see yet but I am still going to work towards the goal. Keep my eye on the prize so to speak.
However, there is another thing going on in my life that doesn't seem to be turning around. My love life. While, I am not trying to be overly concerned or traumatic. Sometimes my sisters have bad judgement and love is not a strong suit I suppose in my family. Backround knowledge I come from a divorced family. My mom remarried and my step dad is AMAZING! I love both my parents and they have done a lot for me and my two sisters. While, my older sister has three adoreable kids but unfortunatly only has custody of two of them. So, I ask myself when will she turn her life around for them two. Tonight, we went and picked up my niece stuff to get ready for her first day of school. I can't believe she is even old enough to go to school. Although, I am now straying off topic. Sorry for those tad bits of randomness. Anyways, I wonder why my sister cannot put her foolishness or her ideals away for the two most wonderful kids in the world. I am not saying that because they are related to me or anything but truly they bring smiles to my faces.
I have a younger sister and following dangerously in my older sisters footsteps. She has a daughter and I love her to death. We have dance parties constantly which I do not mind at all. Our love for music is real deep. Now, her problem is needing a turning point on her weight also and her future. She just graduated high school which is a huge accomplishment but its time to better yourself for your daughter.
I guess I have no real room to speak. I am not a mom and I am rather selfish as my family points out at times. I suppose the selfishness comes because I know I am capable of achieveing things greater than my thoughts or dreams. So I push myself to figure out what exactly my purpose is I suppose is the words I am looking for.
I didn't write this blog to degraded my sisters. I love them for who they are and love the little people they have brought into it. I wrote this blog I suppose to tell you its never to late to step back and reevaluate. Sometimes we all need to look at things from a fresh perspective.
For life is merely like a game of cards. It takes skill and strategy to learn to play. Though in this game there is only one shot and sometimes we have to lay the cards down and tell ourselves....this is only one turning point of many on the S curve commonly called life.
Blessings and Well Wishes
May you find the happiness you seek and the Love thats everlasting
Sunday, August 14, 2011
when life gives you rough times...Friends will get you through
Somedays I know I am not the only one who feels alone but than I remember all the awesome people I have met along my way. Yesterday, I witnessed two friends coming together and becoming one. It was a beautiful and great time. I am so proud of the Johnston's- John and Cassy because I know they can do whatever they set their mind to.
I then got reminded of all the great friendship I made while in college. Naming them all would take this entire blog so I will stick to the simple THANK YOU! I suppose it is people like you who remind me that I am greater than I envision. However, on the way to the wedding and home I couldn't help but see a plethora of butterflies. I couldn't help but laugh, smile, and even cry a little. Maybe its because this weekend I was reminded that with one person happiness comes another ones sorrow. My parents had to go to the funeral of a wonderful man today who told me all the best places to go when I finally find my way to Texas. It is that irony that sometimes shows it way into my life. Playing out its own harmonics and tunes. Though, it sparked me to get really nerdy on my drive home and wonder what the Ethmology of the word Friend came from. Etymology for those who dont know is the study of words and its origins. Friend is a word that came into play in the late 14 century english as I have discovered and according to dictionary.com the word has 5 definitions and can sometimes be rarely used as a verb which yeilds two more.
However, I am not out to bore you. I suppose this is me giving out a big electronical thank you to the people who have held my hand, listen to me rant, or even wanted to ring my neck for my stupidity. This is for those still in my life and the friends of the past who have sprinkled a little more essence into my life. To the people who remind me constantly that I am not always right or point out my sense of mysteriousness this is a reminder to you.
This is a reminder that when times get hard. even if I dont speak to you anymore I'm thinking of you. No! I am not saying that to start the motion to world peace but I am saying it from my heart. I am the kind of friends that years from now when life brings you things beyond what we imagined that will secretly have left something in your life. Maybe it was a phrase from a song, or a dance move we created. Prehaps even it was the iron shoulder or the rescue device that pulled you out of despair. I am lucky and honored to have people in my life. Even if I know I don't utilize my support all that often I know that I have countless people who care and who will always be there to laugh with, cry to, and even maybe go a few rounds in the ring.
While I will continue to make new friends the old will continue to always shine through. Like my Best friend once told me along with a quote that spoke to me and I used in my first novel : A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.
So, Keep singing...because its these songs that yeild beautiful results. For we merely aren't just a productive of DNA. We are shaped by the people we chose to surround ourself with. People who challenge us and make us defend ourselves.
So when the road of life seems full of potholes. Remember, you always have people to change your tires.
God Bless and be thankful for the people in which the Lord sents in your life. You never know if they are in it for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. So whatever, catagory God put you in for me. Remember that I cherish even the smallest second.
Love and Blessings,
Rowdy Rodeo Girl
I then got reminded of all the great friendship I made while in college. Naming them all would take this entire blog so I will stick to the simple THANK YOU! I suppose it is people like you who remind me that I am greater than I envision. However, on the way to the wedding and home I couldn't help but see a plethora of butterflies. I couldn't help but laugh, smile, and even cry a little. Maybe its because this weekend I was reminded that with one person happiness comes another ones sorrow. My parents had to go to the funeral of a wonderful man today who told me all the best places to go when I finally find my way to Texas. It is that irony that sometimes shows it way into my life. Playing out its own harmonics and tunes. Though, it sparked me to get really nerdy on my drive home and wonder what the Ethmology of the word Friend came from. Etymology for those who dont know is the study of words and its origins. Friend is a word that came into play in the late 14 century english as I have discovered and according to dictionary.com the word has 5 definitions and can sometimes be rarely used as a verb which yeilds two more.
However, I am not out to bore you. I suppose this is me giving out a big electronical thank you to the people who have held my hand, listen to me rant, or even wanted to ring my neck for my stupidity. This is for those still in my life and the friends of the past who have sprinkled a little more essence into my life. To the people who remind me constantly that I am not always right or point out my sense of mysteriousness this is a reminder to you.
This is a reminder that when times get hard. even if I dont speak to you anymore I'm thinking of you. No! I am not saying that to start the motion to world peace but I am saying it from my heart. I am the kind of friends that years from now when life brings you things beyond what we imagined that will secretly have left something in your life. Maybe it was a phrase from a song, or a dance move we created. Prehaps even it was the iron shoulder or the rescue device that pulled you out of despair. I am lucky and honored to have people in my life. Even if I know I don't utilize my support all that often I know that I have countless people who care and who will always be there to laugh with, cry to, and even maybe go a few rounds in the ring.
While I will continue to make new friends the old will continue to always shine through. Like my Best friend once told me along with a quote that spoke to me and I used in my first novel : A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.
So, Keep singing...because its these songs that yeild beautiful results. For we merely aren't just a productive of DNA. We are shaped by the people we chose to surround ourself with. People who challenge us and make us defend ourselves.
So when the road of life seems full of potholes. Remember, you always have people to change your tires.
God Bless and be thankful for the people in which the Lord sents in your life. You never know if they are in it for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. So whatever, catagory God put you in for me. Remember that I cherish even the smallest second.
Love and Blessings,
Rowdy Rodeo Girl
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