Living

Sometimes we get so caught up in the things that we are supposed to do and how we are supposed to act that we forget to even enjoy the blessings that we have and embrace the possibilities at hand. I don't want to live like that. I never have wanted to just fit the mold.

I wish I could have a reminder of that every morning before I start my day.
I would be much more light-hearted.

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YOU.

"You. Yes, you. I am writing this for you.

I know you are reading this. And I want you to know I am writing this for you. No one else will understand. No one else knows. They think that this is for them. But it’s not. I am writing this for you.

I want you to know, life…it’s hard. Every day can be a challenge. It can be a challenge to get up in the morning. To get yourself out of bed. To put on that smile. But I want you to know, that smile is what keeps me going some days. You need to remember, even through the tough times, you are amazing. You really are.

You should be happy. You are gorgeous.

I know that the weather might not be perfect. You might have to turn your back to the wind or feel the cold nipping at your nose. But you know what, at least you are there to feel it. At least you can enjoy the sun’s warm rays on your face. Or that cold February wind biting at your cheeks. You know what that means?

You are alive.

Everything will be okay."

90 Days

It's extremely gross outside and I don't like it. It has taken a pretty big toll on my mood. I have not been feeling too wonderfully about myself the past couple weeks. I really want to change that before it gets out of control...

Thus, I'm going to embark on the p90x journey of staying active and getting in shape for the next 90 days. I'm going to make a commitment to blogging every few days so that I can at least have some sort of accountability for myself. I am going to steer clear of my desire to bake and veg out on the couch.

So, I'm going to be cooking very healthful meals and getting in shape hard core... for the next 90 days...

Wish me luck.

Upon Waking...

...this morning, I was bomb-barded by Death. I am really disappointed in humanity and their celebration of death and brutality. It's so inappropriate.. Yes, Osama Bin Laden is responsible for an unfathomably number of human deaths. I understand the importance of his death. But, why is it that we have to celebrate his death directly with words like, "I wanted to be the one to shoot him." and "OBAMAS DEAD....FUCK YEAH!!!" I appreciate those who decided to celebrate the relief this brings, not the actual death of a human being.Not only that, people are using every chance they get to bash our President. I'm just disgusted and it's only 930am.

Can't we just all get along?

...ahimsa...