So my husband says I’m shamelessly anxious to update my blog. Is that a good thing or bad thing? lol 🙂
Tag: thoughts
Coffee and Car Keys
Two things always made me think of adulthood when I was a kid: Coffee and Car Keys.
I always loved holding the keys in my hand after returning from some car visit I was sent to by relatives. It made me feel adult, as if I was actually the one driving. I think mentally I associated it with adulthood because every time adults came around they had car keys in their hand! Or maybe it was because it gave them the freedom to come and go. In any event, I came to hold my head up a little higher whenever I could walk around with those keys.
Coffee also reminded me of adulthood. It seemed that it was something that only grown-ups were allowed to do. If they weren’t drinking coffee they were drinking liquor lol. All this represented adulthood for me.
Feel free to list some of the things that reminded you of adulthood when you were a kid.
Disappointments
Like Decembers steal color from the trees…like the sky when it erases the sun and we are left to do without the light…like life …wrapped and stuffed into bottles of deception…like whitewashed hopes and American nightmares…
Hey You…yes, YOU
Hi there :).
I actually don’t want anything. Just wanted to take this time to see how everyone’s doing. Oh me? How thoughtful of you to ask (lol). I’m well, busy, but well. In case you haven’t noticed already, there has been a slight change in my posting schedule. I now have more time in the evenings to post than the day time. (Though my post have always been kinda on the late side). Anywho, I’ll be squeezing out a few posts during the day when I can, otherwise it’s pretty much me and the night owls.
But enough about me….how yall be?
Struggle
“We must embrace struggle. Every living thing conforms to it. Everything in nature grows and struggles in its own way, establishing its own identity, insisting on it at all cost, against all resistance.” – Rainer Maria Rilke
What I love most about this quote is that struggle is such a powerful teacher. It passes down the knowledge of self, which without such cannot be obtained. If not for the hardships many of us have been through we would not have understood who we were as individuals. It is a healing experience to transform the mind by having endured struggle, pain, obstacles. No discipline seems pleasant at the time we receive it, but what in creation produces a greater reward than enduring struggle? Show me a better teacher than pain.
“What’s Your Truth?”
What’s your definition of truth? If someone walked up to you and asked, how would you define it? Why?”
The Innocence of Children
“Wish I could capture your laughter in a bottle, and breathe in its beauty when I’m out of breath.”
The PBS Blog 