simplicity

There is a certain innocence that gets faded as we grow older. It's hard to hold onto it as people disappoint us, the world engages in war, hunger and poverty reign supreme in many nations. As we grow and our eyes and ears become open to the news and the world around us we, by nature, become jaded. There are things we cannot change; though, we will try. There are things we will never know about or see simply because life isn't that long. There are things we will be exposed to that will test our souls and our will in ways we never could have imagined. Darkness will fall on each one of our lives more than once. It is in all these moments we need to try and recall those days of innocence. The days when cut off jeans and sprinklers were what lit up our lives. The days of lemonade stands and roof top tag. The days when shopping for school clothes and supplies meant that we got to go out to lunch with our parents. The nights we stayed up listening for Santa. The smell of fresh cut grass on that baseball or soccer field. The first snowfall where you ran outside hoping there was a enough snow for a snowman, then coming in for hot chocolate. There are simple things we all to often ignore now that we've grown into new and interesting adults. The adult world is not what we expected. There are bills to pay, work to attend, weddings, funerals, traffic tickets, snow to shovel, and the list goes on.

I am a simple person. I love to collect and play monopoly games. Starbucks and a kit kat can make my day. Two hours in that batting cages or laying on the couch with my dogs. Long lunch with friends or playing with our toys at Gigi's. I am a lifelong learner and enjoy school. My tattoos have deep profound meaning in my life, but the days getting them with friends and loved ones brought many great laughs. On a bad day a new pen or a walk on the pier can turn my mood around.

I guess what I'm saying is... in the middle of our stressful and mundane lives we need to look for the simple things that make us smile. Look for some innocence in our lives. As it turns out it isn't completely lost. It's always there. It's those little things we over look and take for granted.

it's cold again...

My soul itches today. Not in a bad way. Just in that way that I am 'never satisfied' . I want to be somewhere. Do something. Learn something.

My eyes are scraming for the sight of anywhere but here.

i live!

There was a moment. It is unclear when it occurred and maybe that is the way these moments are meant to be. There was a moment in time when I went from surviving to living.
My soul was itchy.
My soul ached.
My soul was beaten.
My soul was misguided.
My soul was for a long time surviving.
I didn't know until I realized I was again living. In this moment today my gratitude is unparalleled. There were few who took the time to make sure I left the house when not working. Who took the time to make sure I enjoyed work and didn't give into the darkness that surrounded by not going. Who took the time to text me daily just to make sure I was okay. Who let me talk about myself, which is something I hardly do. I have found in these few people the true meaning of loyalty and family.

Today, I sit here alive. So alive. My soul is ready for anything. Thank you!

School...

Is this what I want or replacing something?
Am I too old?
Will I get bored?
Will I fail?
Will I fail myself?
Is full time and work full time to much?
Will everyone look at me like I'm nuts?
Why do I feel like a five year old?
Will it all be worth it?

My chest is aching with feeling.
My mind is racing with thought.

That bitch locked my words down though....

it's not all book learning here...

I am now fully enrolled and registered back in school. I guess I was bored with life. I want something more. I want all my dreams to come true. Not only do I want to chase them I want to catch them. This seemed like a good way to begin.

Outside of school there is also much learning in life that take place though. It isn't written in books although it should be. I'm not going to write a book, but I will share what I've learned in life and know to be my truth right here.

If you say you are grown up and living a "normal life" more than likely you aren't. Look inside and figure out why exactly you need to laugh at others in their life process. Realize more than likely you are still in the last steps of what is your process to becoming that "adult".

If you feel the need to say you are "drama free" you probably aren't. You are putting some form of drama out there and wanting someone to look your way.

It is okay to be who you are. Walk through life with your head held high even if the person standing next to you or passing you on the street doesn't like you.

Being kind to a fault is more than okay. Give all you have to give to those you love. Even if they don't return it you will feel good.

There are times when it is hard. Feeling selfish and a little jealous about some things is okay. I mean honestly how many of us out there are going to be making the sainthood no matter how good we are?

Just because you are kind and good doesn't mean others are. It takes all kinds.

Believe you deserve good coming your way.

Have loyalties. Have them for the right reason to you. Stand by them hard and firm. It may be hard and it may hurt, but if you can't look at yourself in the mirror at the end of the night because you jumped on a band wagon or betrayed someone just for one night of laughter. That's not so worth it. Those that truly love you will let you live how you want and understand.

When you run your mouth you look stupid the next day when you do what you said you never would. So always be careful to say what you mean and mean what you say.

Respect yourself.

Respect that what others believe to be their truth in life is okay. Hey, if it doesn't work for you just walk away.

When your faith is stretched so thin that everyone can see right through your soul, look inside. That is when you will learn the most about yourself and humanity.

As we stare off into the sunset and think about the "should've, could've, would've, what ifs" in life what are we missing?

I try not to, but I think I miss out on a tremendous amount of the here and now thinking about the past and the turns I could've taken. I don't regret anything. Yet I wonder.

Maybe in my next life I'll go left instead of right.