Tuesday, July 24, 2012


On February 13th, 2012, the world lost Tom Lynch to a car accident.

On July 22nd, 2012, the world lost Corey Ehret to cancer.

Both boys were will always be part of the Dallas High School Class of 2012.

Angel: Green "Corey" (Glows in the Dark)
White "Pray for  Corey 11.11.11"
Stacked: Red "Tom 3-13-12 / Forever Hiking in Heaven"
Yellow "Corey's Crew" (Exclusive to the Class of 2012)

No matter where we are in this journey called life, we will always have our own special Angels watching over us♥

Sunday, July 22, 2012

A Change of Pace

It's amazing how
a day of laughter can turn
to a night of tears.

RIP Corey Ehret <3


I sit here and munch,
like a couch potato with chips.
With each bite,
my outlook on life improves.
Giggles rise up,
like bubbles in soda.
I feel as if I have more energy
and I'm the Energizer Bunny.


What... what is that there?
Sitting upon a green leaf,
it looks like the rest.
But to an attentive eye,
you'll see the grass is hopping.

Busy Bee

This job is all work,
with getting down and dirty
flying all around.
Soon he'll return to the hive.
Pay day is sweet as honey.

Thursday, July 19, 2012


At this point, those who have been following me and keeping up with the majority of my posts know who and what I'm talking about when I talk about my dear friend Tom... I am sitting here getting a river of tears under control as I realize how much I have been wrapped up in my own tiny world and how I've forgotten about others outside of it.

Life... God there's just..... Why? Why is there so much to everything, why does everything happen this way?

I suppose to make sense of all of this, I should back track to a normally unlucky day.

Friday the 13th came and passed last Friday, and it was on this day that I decided to take a chance on love. Love truly does appear when least expected, so the trick there is not to be looking for it. Although for this summer I wanted nothing more than to find a small Summer romance, I instead was blinded by something bigger than the imagination can come up with. It struck me as I lived my life, and in doing so, had left little room for thoughts about my best friend, Andrew... and no room at all on how 5 months ago he, along with the rest of the world, lost Tom.

All day on the 13th I had been left to my own devices, and looking back now... I feel like a terrible person, friend, and sister. After being gone for two weeks, it was on that Friday that I was back in town for a few hours before setting out once aging, this time to OCMD for the weekend. Andrew wanted time to visit, because it had been quite awhile since we last saw each other. But I was too focused on what I thought was important to me at the time...

My day was non-stop, with going to breakfast with my mum, seeing the doctor, stopping up at Charming Charlie and the Christmas Tree Shop, heading to Target then spending a good two hours in Barnes and Nobles waiting for a guy who was selling me a camera. It was in those two hours that I finished a book and wandered the shelves. It was in those two hours that I could have spent time with Andrew if for nothing more than to just see my best friend. But no. That idea never once crossed my mind, for I was stuck in the excitement of getting my special Cannon.

From finally getting my camera and getting taught the basics, I went home, got my stuff, and it was away for the weekend I went. Even as I was stuck in a car for 5 hours, looking at my phone every time a new message came in and I was deciding on starting a new relationship, the date never crossed my mind, nor did it until just now...

Now has given me the time so that I can have my guilt laid out for the world to read, but now also comes what I have learned from it. Because in every loss, there is a lesson to be found and a reason that can influence the rest of time.

To bring it all back to the reason for this post, Tom, from all that I've heard, was happy with where he was in life when his time came... I believe him to have had the world at his finger tips and true love in his heart. Tom and I had talked on occasion in the years past, yet I never thought he would make such an impact on my life as he has right now.

As I face the world in which Tom was taken too soon out of, I find myself falling in love. I sit here and I realize once again the saying on that necklace I wore that day "You only live once, and if you do it right, once is enough." I'm not some reckless teenager screaming "YOLO!!", rather, I'm recognizing is as that there is a meaningful side of life, every action has a reaction and possible consequences, and no matter what you do, you should plan on following through with everything you face.

The reality is this:

Our time on this Earth is short... and it's true in the fact that in a split second everything can change. Be grateful with any time you get with your loved ones... and don't complain when things get hard and you can't be with them in person 24/7. There are some people out there that don't have the power to be with their loved ones at all, let alone call them up on the phone or see them over the computer.

I've spent a long while typing this up, for I also have my phone in the covers next to me. I've been taking some time to text the one I find myself to have fallen in love with. The more I think about it, the more I realize that everything that has happened here in my life has led me to this point. Everything that is past is past, and I can either forget about it, be haunted by it, or learn from it.

Tom, you have taught me so much, and although I regret not forging a deeper friendship, you have touched my life in so many ways. I will never be able to forget what happened... I may not remember everything to the day, but there will always be something that takes my thoughts back to you. Be it the bracelet, my Troop 281 shirt, wanting to be out in the woods, or Andrew's dog tags, know that I now think about life deeper because of you. To you I will be forever grateful, for I will pass this knowledge to my children, and one day they will look up to you knowing what a great person you were to have touched their lives as well.

I thought I was done telling your story weeks ago, but the truth is... although you are no longer with us, there will always be something that will bring me back to you. You will forever inspire me, and because of that, along with the love from others, I swear to God Tom, you will never be forgotten.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Love's Warmth

I'm searching within...
Looking for ties to the past,
but there is nothing.
My heart's black hole has been filled;
in it's place, great warmth from love.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

The Liebster Blog Award

Blogger has gotten me so far in life these days... I know I've said some of this before, but I'll say it again. I have met some wonderful people and have found a place within a beautiful Blogger family. There have been times where all I had was you all, and it has meant so much to know that I could always depend on you if I needed anything. Anyways, it is by one of those dear people that I am writing this. Greg, from Simple, Life, has nominated me for the Liebster Blog Award. It works a little something like this:

1) Each person must post 11 things about themselves.
2) Answer the questions that the tagger set for you, plus create 11 questions for the people you've tagged to answer.
3) Choose up to 11 people with blogs who have less than 200 followers, and link them in your post.
4) Go to their page and tell them.

So let's get this shin-dig started with 11 things about myself:

1) I am, by definition, an alien.
2) When I have the house to myself, I face inner turmoil when it comes down to the options of blasting music or taking in the beautiful silence.
3) I drink my apple sauce. There's no point in dirtying a spoon and bowl when all you need is a cup.
4) To dance in the rain is something that has always been an enchanting idea, but I have yet to do so.
5) Sometimes I find sitting on the floor is better than a couch or bed.
6) I am an e-bookaphobe, I'd rather read and own a real book than have the nook or kindle.
7) My thoughts seem deeper and more meaningful when they're contemplated upon a beach in solitude.
8) I don't care how hot it is, I have to sleep with some kind of blanket covering my legs.
9) There is a part of me that enjoys doing research and going on a wild goose chase for information, because there is nothing better than finding what I was looking for and feeling like I'm rather clever.
10) I would trade in heels for hiking boots, a dress for sweats, and a manicure for dirt under my nails any day of the week.
11) I have had the song "Suitcase" by Circa Survive on repeat via YouTube the whole time I've been working on this... I think I've played it at least 15 times....

Now the questions posed to me by Greg:

1) What's the best book you've ever read?
Tuesdays with Morrie... I will forever be quoting it and my kids will grow up learning life lessons from it.
2) What's the best piece words of wisdom you've ever received?
See above book, but besides that I'd say the advice to "kill them with kindness". If anyone's giving you a hard time, and you don't know if you should live by the golden rule or sass them right back, take the higher road and they'll wonder what the hell you're up to.
3) Is there anything you ever regret, and if so what is it?
Never taking chances on relationships that could have worked out so well. But when I think about it, everything has happened for a reason... and to be totally honet, I'm loving where I'm at in life right now.
4) If you could live anywhere regardless of expense... where would it be?
I would live in England, anywhere would be good enough for me, but personally I'd love a castle^.^ (Small, I don't want to clean rooms that I barely live in).
5) What is your dream job?
Own a small bed and breakfast, a cottage if you will, out in the woods near some quaint little town.
6) What's the most touching thing someone has ever done for you?
After hearing my life story, called me "strong" when that was the last word I would ever use to describe myself.
7) New York or California?
New York.
8) What do you think life after death will be like?
I think life after death will be an experience. Not quite sure if it'll be rainbows and butterflies all the time, but I'm sure it'll be good.
9) Have you ever had any pets, and what is/was it like?
I have 3 dogs currently, I had 1 when I was little but she passed away a while ago, but I've also had fish and birds. What is it like to have 3 dogs? Well... It is a zoo but it's nice to have them to cuddle up with. It can be tiring, taking care of them and cleaning up their mess when they get sick... But it's like a marriage, I love them in sickness and in health, 'til death do us part.
10) If you just got in your car and started driving.. where would you end up?
Somewhere that's not here...
11) What is your favourite thing to eat?
My Aunt's Pasta Salad, paired with Wheat Thins.

So who do I pass this award on to? I look up and follow a lot of you, but there are a few that have always stood out to me. Of course, I would pass it back to Greg, but the others that are to get this are:

Anne Louise, from Anne Louise
Brian, from Brians Ramblings from the Edge
Jack, from Type of Jack
Keith, from Musings of an Unapologetic Dreamer
Laura, from Grammatically Incorrect English Major
Race Davis, from The Brigham Yog
Sanny, from Unravelling the Mysteries of Life

And now my dear friends, the questions I ask of you:

1) Skittles or Starbursts?
2) If you could go anywhere in the world and take one person, where would you go and who would you take?
3) More so than just morning or night, it is at what time that you look at the clock and see your favourite time of day?
4) If you could be a bird or a fish, which would you choose? Why?
5) How do you eat your Oreos?
6) Why did you start a Blog?
7) How do you want to be remembered after you die?
8) Favourite Disney movie?
9) What is that one song you could listen to over and over again?
10) When have you been at your happiest?
11) Are you going to pass on this award, or have you given up with all the work it entails?

If you want to find out more about this award, I found this blog post: Liebster Blog Award Origins. I hope to read all of your answers, and that you will continue the sense of tradition that has been started. Cheers!

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Dreaming of Reality

They say it's in dreams
that reality is made.
What if dreams come true?

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

A Sunrise for Me, A Sunrise for You

Sometimes... sometimes things work out. It really is possible. After all the time being lost in the darkness, your eyes will become so sensitive to the slightest change in light, that the second the sun starts to rise, you'll see. You'll see how all those mountains you climbed are now so far away, and the beauty that lies in the world around you. You'll realize all that you have going for you and all the endless possibilities. The sun's rising for me, and it will rise for you too ♥

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Should Big Sheep Own Trees?

Stumble Upon is wondrous as I've said before... and I've come upon an online magnetic fridge. There were lines already put together, and because this girl has a thing for sheep, I liked this one line someone had arranged:

"Should big sheep own trees?"

Well... that's quite a question to ponder over.

Because the question was already just silly nonsense, I decided to see what I could come up with to follow that as a starting line.

This, it what I ended up with...

Monday, July 09, 2012

Mad Cow + Lime = ?

I'm going to start this post off with a joke... What do you get when you mix a Mad Cow and a Lime?
I drew this on paint ^.^

Don't know the answer? Well... the answer is ME! Now I suppose I need to do a bit of explaining... Mad Cow first, then the Lime.

I tried to donate blood a couple years back, at a blood drive that was held at the school. I had even talked my soon to be boy friend at the time into going down the same time I was. Needles and shots never really bothered me, but whatever fear I had I swallowed knowing I was going to help someone in need. When the time came, I went down to the gym, signed in, and started to read the packet of eligibility requirements... and something caught my eye but I didn't think it'd apply to me. Well... I was wrong. Taken from the Red Cross website, the part boxed in black is what keeps me from donating blood....

Now, the truth to this story is I lived in England for three years, because my parents were stationed there with the Air Force. So yes, I agree that three years is a "long period of time." But the part that's mind boggling? I was born there. I ate mushy baby food and cheerios, like any other baby. I wouldn't have eaten anything that would have possibly contained beef until I was maybe 2, and even then it's not like I would have eaten it every day.

The bottom line is this: Any of you could have gone over to England, stayed there for a week, ate beef for 1st Breakfast, 2nd Breakfast, Elevenses, Luncheon, Tea, Dinner, AND Supper. You could do that for a whole week, which would be gross, but then could come back across the pond and donate blood. Does it make sense? Nope but oh well. It makes for a good laugh.

Now on to the Lime...

In short, yesterday I found out I have Lyme's. (Get it? Lyme = Lime? yeah, I know... I should stick to my day job...) The following extraneous paragraph sums up how I realized I had it, so feel free to skip over it.

I had been feeling terrible for the past week, and since I'm up visiting my father and grandparents in NH, I just put the blame on too much activity and too little sleep. But I had had a high fever, horrible aches and pains, and no stamina at all. It was on Saturday that I had remembered that I had received a bite from a tick and that I still had a mark, two weeks later. I brought it up to my grandmother and her sister and that's when they said "that's what it probably is!" So I called my mum knowing that I'd need a copy of my medical card, and that's when she said to go right away and get tested for Lyme's. We had extended family over for the day, so I wasn't able to go to any walk-in clinic and we didn't think the ER was needed. Not having any other plan, I looked up Lyme's and I didn't think I had the bulls-eye mark. But when I woke up on Sunday... there it was, clear as day. After becoming extremely frustrated for various reasons, I finally got my father to take me to the ER. During the ride there and the wait, I updated a couple friends and family members about what was going on, and that they shouldn't worry about me. When my name was called, I said my goodbyes and followed the nurse to a room. After getting all the details she needed, the doctor appeared and upon seeing it, told me that the around the bite was a "textbook bulls-eye." All the rest of the tedious details aside, I had blood taken and realized that I probably wouldn't have been able to handle giving blood anyways.

In the end, when life gives you Lymes, make Lime-ade ^.^


So one night, in the wee hours of morn, I found myself on this awesome site called Stumble Upon. All you do is sign up for an account, then check some of your interests and voilĂ ! You're on your way to making lots of new discoveries. So for me, I first added "poetry"  "music"  "travel"  "quotes" alongside a few others to start. After a few clicks, I found myself on a site called ThatOneRule. It's a site with sticky-note looking posts with a message on each one. Each message is something that someone lives by. A lot of them are inspirational, and some of them just make a good point (See #1568). But then I got to thinking, and yeah... this was at 2 in the morning, but what is That One Rule that I'd live by? I typed up the first one that I thought of, and saved it so I could remember what it was. But then I came up with another... and another... and now I have a collection of 8 rules or beliefs I think I live by, so here they are... Enjoy(:

What is ThatOneRule you live by? Go to www.thatonerule.com, type it up and share!

Sunday, July 08, 2012

Faith and the Need for Prayer


We all have it, in something. Faith in a person, faith in work, faith in feeling... but then there's faith in God.

For me, that's where things get a little tricky. I'm not one to say grace before every single meal, I don't go to church every Sunday, and I definitely don't thank Him enough for all that I have. But I'd be dammed if I didn't at least believe a little in prayer. (Wait... maybe that expression doesn't quite fit in... oh well it might have a double meaning more so than just needing to fit a curse in. Regardless....) When something isn't going right for me, I know I shouldn't ask for Him to fix everything, for Him to make things better. Especially when I haven't been thanking Him for all that I have. It seems almost selfish of me. But what I don't have a problem with is asking Him to take care of others... To ask for Him to watch over my friends and family who are in desperate need of guidance and love. Now, you might ask if you noticed the time, what would bring this kind of post on during the 3 o'clock hour in the morning? Well...

Facebook is an amazing thing sometimes. And I had seen a future college classmate's post to the wall of a girl I was best friends with during middle school and freshman year of high school, before she switched schools. (How the two know each other is that they finished high school together.) To sum it up, the post was very heartfelt to those who had lost people too soon, and how those lost should rest in peace. When I see something like that, I always check the newspaper sites to see what might have happened, and because my best friend had been tagged in the post, it was a HAVE to know not just WANT to know. So after finding nothing that really made sense, I asked my future classmate what had happened.

Her answer was mortifying.

I went back to the newspaper site and it was the breaking news front page story. Because the paper didn't release any details on the victims, I won't either, but to give you pretty much all the public knows on what happened, and to bring this post to a close, I'm going to repost here what I wrote on my churches Facebook group page:

"I just found out about a shooting in Plymouth... Although the Times Leader did not release any details about the victims, I found that a very good friend of mine is close to those who were killed [3], and she was even more so to the one that's in critical condition. Please pray that he makes it through this nightmare, and that she and all those who knew the victims can work through these tough times and be comforted from those who love them..."

Thank you
and may
God bless

Wednesday, July 04, 2012


You can find the best.
You will believe anything.
You make it happen.

Sunday, July 01, 2012

The Cultural Subway

Looking down at a busy subway station,
people rush about,
having only minutes left to catch their subway.

There’s a stay-at-home dad with two toddlers,
who are crying for lollipops and other types of candy,
even though they're going to meet their working mother for dinner.

And a young woman
just trying to get by on her own
in a world where so many people don’t speak her language.

They get on board the same subway car,
finding a seat wherever they can.
Among the strangers there’s a woman staring into the space across from her,
holding a briefcase like it contains her life.
She’s wearing a heavy fur coat
even though it’s the middle of spring.

Across the isle there’s a young man
with a blood red shirt,
and white laced sneakers...
They bring out the dark contrast of his skin.
He’s slouched down the way all teenagers slouch
just trying to get a little sleep.

A little girl is jumping up and down on her aunt’s lap,
excited to be going to the mall
then to the movies.

No one knows exactly what others may be thinking,
if their thoughts are those of their life,
or of their surroundings.
But no matter what,
the subway is a place where all cultures combine
without even having to acknowledge them.