Low-key...

So, I've been doing a lot more drawing/doodling than I have writing lately, and found a really neat site that helped me when it comes to outfits. Here are some of the ones I really liked. :)

Low key rainy day look by laurawhittlebrown featuring long sleeve knit shirts

Low Key Total Dress Down Please Dont See Me by simmi featuring extra long sleeve shirts

So Cal Winter by bridgeto21 featuring denim skinny jeans

i´m so happy by anngie-aguirre-molina-jb featuring striped tops

Hollister So Cal Summer by sylvan featuring camisole tops

What do you guys think?

Haikus (Is that the correct plural term?)

The click-clack of the

keyboard is as soothing a

lullaby I know.

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Last minute sunshine;

clear skies and no falling leaves--

--Indian Summer.

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Dreary winter days;

bare branches, stretch like broken

fingers, desperate.

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That painful throb, a

loss of balance, unfocused

thoughts--a troubled heart.

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Breathy gusts, soft rain--

like cold kisses from above,

frozen so they keep.

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Just some random haiku I've been coming up with here and there. Thought for sure I had a few more...

Misty Musings...

With whisps of mist entwined within my hair and sunbeams on my skin, I feel like the wind is whispering my name (and that voice is so familiar...) and that the earth beneath my feet is calling to me (and urging me to dance). Something out there knows who I am--the me that no one else can see. He knows me, understands me, loves me...with a love so deep and unfathomable...I cannot blame the earth for the trembling in my knees, or the wind for the tears in my eyes.

What love is this? that He should love me...

Dedicated to my lovely sister, Denise, my beloved free-spirit-butterfly.

Coming Live from Florida!

“My heart is filled with songs of forever, The city that endures when all is made new, I know I don't belong here, I'll never call this place my home. I'm just passing through"-Dustin Kenrue

What better words could I come up with?

These last few weeks—no—months, have gone by so quickly, I feel as though I’ve been tossed inside a whirlwind. Working 30+ hours a week and taking two Master-level classes, I haven’t had as much time for writing as I would have liked, but slowly and surely, things are getting done.

However, that’s not what I really wanted to share today. Along with being published a second time, I have also settled my wedding date with my wonderful fiancé, Jeremy. In 71 days, he and I will be married! Since deciding this toward the beginning of the wonderful semester, my life has been filled with plenty more choices regarding the wedding and what comes after. But God is good and my checklist is slowly growing smaller.

This last weekend was absolutely amazing, and so is my God. Though I missed Jeremy terribly while he is away at his brother’s wedding, our mutual friends have been very kind and kept me quite busy. Saturday morning, I ventured to a local cheese farm and we laughed and had fun along the way. Afterward, I went to a Greek festival with several other friends and quite literally, had a blast! I ate so much delicious Greek food—and all of it was a new experience!

After dinner, I headed out with another close friend to grab the silk flowers I’ll need to begin making my bouquets for my lovely bridesmaids. :)

Speaking of which, there is a totally awesome girl that I have to brag about! Her name is Jessica, and my life has never been the same since we met. She is just a plain awesome girl with a servant’s heart and a ready laugh. She and I were cracking jokes by the end of our first meeting! The thing I love about her the most, is how she has been there for my family while I’ve been gone. My parents gush about her (which is pretty spectacular, I must say) and I know they love having her around.

But the best thing about Jessica, is how she managed to snag my brother’s attention. I have seen such an amazing change in him since she came along, and all I can say is, “Thank you, Jess. I love you, Sis.”

By the way, did I mention I love coffee? Well, I do. And the Drowsy Poet is such a friendly, wonderful place, and their coffee is delicious! Better than Starbucks any day!

I have so much more I could say, but I’m out of time. To all my distant loved ones, a warm hug and kiss! I cannot wait to see you in December!

What I Need

Should all the light be borne away;

Should no more mountains split the sky;

Should forests deep be made barren;

Should all the oceans be run dry;

Should all the stars fade to nothing;

Should all the flowers wither and die;

Should the moon melt into darkness;

Should no more sunsets light up my eye;

Still He would love me--

What more do I need?

Driving Home

Sweet scent of summer
grass, dusk slowly unravels,
nighttime reveries.

Twenty-Three...

Yah...I'm getting old.

Okay, maybe 23 isn't that old, but it sure isn't 16. That was when I first started writing--when I was 16, I mean. And for some reason, that feels like the beginning of all this. Not just my writing, but my life. Anything before that feels kinda...frivolous.

You know, the normal childishness, the hopes and dreams I once had; they feel kind of trivial now. Maybe because they were childish. Maybe because I know what I want to do now. And maybe because I know my reason to live.

And as I sit outside on my porch and stare up at the late winter stars and the full moon (thank You, God) with the early spring wind teasing my hair, I'm reminded of how far I've come. Of how far I've been brought. And I'm not quite sure if the tears that cause the dragon-in-the-moon to blur is from the unexpected brightness, or nostalgia.

For a long time, I felt like I didn't belong anywhere, like I...couldn't find that special niche meant just for me. And as I grew older, it didn't feel like it was getting any easier. It wasn't until I started my freshman year of college that I began to feel the inklings of what may be my reason.

Writing.

And even though the road hasn't been easy and some choices weren't so black and white, I feel as though I was never alone. My family and friends were always with me, cheering me on. My King led me every step of the way.

So, now, at 23, I feel as though I can honestly say that I know why I'm here. Yes, sometimes, I may waver, and even stumble; but the knowledge that I have my purpose, gives me the strength to go on.

"If I discover within myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." ~C.S. Lewis