Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Thursday, November 10, 2011
love is the sky
“time is a tree (this life one leaf)
but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough”
but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough”
-E.E. Cummings
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
new life, just outside my window
Spring is definitely in the air.
We've had some lovely warm days, but now it's cold and rainy again today.
I had a lovely Easter weekend with my friends and family.
My friends are basically my family too. The girls I spent Good Friday and Saturday with have been my best friends since forever.
We were all homeschooled together, but now they've all moved on to highschool, ballet school in Toronto, college, and this coming year university.
It isn't often that we get time to be together, but this weekend we tried to make the most of it.
When I was younger I remember how excited I was when a family of robins made their nest right outside our dinning room window.
This year, after many years with out them, they are back!
We watched them build their nest, gathering string and grass through the pouring rain, shaping their new home into a perfect nest.
And now, we can watch the parents flying from their nest, over to the bird feeder and back, always keeping an eye on their soon to be born babies.
The nest is a little to high to peak into, but with enough patience its possible to reach out the window and get a quick snap shot.
Aren't they glorious!
It's amazing how those perfect little eggs will soon become baby birdies.
We have a miracle happening right outside our window!
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Growing Up
We all get old too fast.
But in the logic of a four-year-old that is just "what happens".
"God made it so we could grow up on our Birthdays, that's what he wants."
That may be true. But it all seems to go before we realize it's been here at all.
But in the logic of a four-year-old that is just "what happens".
"God made it so we could grow up on our Birthdays, that's what he wants."
That may be true. But it all seems to go before we realize it's been here at all.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Lonely
After a full weekend of fun and being with people non-stop, yesterday was quite lonely.
I had two fabulous sleepovers this past weekend!
Some times it feels like I go forever without just 'hanging out' with friends.
If there was one thing I wish I had more time for, it would be that.
Not only am I always exceedingly busy(not like it feels like that right now... but it will soon!), but so are my friends.
Getting together just seems to fall to the end of our priority lists.
It's hard, but that's just the way it is.
With my closest friends, we know that we don't need to see eachother to stay close and connected.
With some people it just doesn't matter how much time passes since you've seen them last, you can still be able to pick up right where you left off.
Today should change things.
Wednesday nights are one of my most social nights!
Choir is kind of my time to load up on my people time.
Although we should all be focusing and not talking, that doesn't always happen.
Usually I'm one of those people who trys to be the quiet one who does her best to do exactly what the directors want... choir is different.
It's such a casual environment, and I love everyone there too much to not talk to them!
I had two fabulous sleepovers this past weekend!
Some times it feels like I go forever without just 'hanging out' with friends.
If there was one thing I wish I had more time for, it would be that.
Not only am I always exceedingly busy(not like it feels like that right now... but it will soon!), but so are my friends.
Getting together just seems to fall to the end of our priority lists.
It's hard, but that's just the way it is.
With my closest friends, we know that we don't need to see eachother to stay close and connected.
With some people it just doesn't matter how much time passes since you've seen them last, you can still be able to pick up right where you left off.
Today should change things.
Wednesday nights are one of my most social nights!
Choir is kind of my time to load up on my people time.
Although we should all be focusing and not talking, that doesn't always happen.
Usually I'm one of those people who trys to be the quiet one who does her best to do exactly what the directors want... choir is different.
It's such a casual environment, and I love everyone there too much to not talk to them!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
a day full of everything
"Be the change you want to see in the world."
Mahatma Gandhi
Today this auditorium was packed with more than 6,000 kids from middle school up through high school, all there to learn more and support the Free The Children foundation.
I feel blessed to have been one of those kids today.
There were so many inspiring speakers and moving stories.
My eyes were reopened to the horrors hiding just out side our doors, and the world around us.
Terrible things happen every day, and we hear so little about them.
There are so many stories never told, and lives never lived.
This was a great reminder that it is our job, as citizens of the world, to do our part, and help where we can.
I had to leave We Day a bit early. I was kind of disappointed about that, but in the end, it was worth it.
I went to sing and play a few pieces on the the flute at the health and wellness group at my Gramma's Church.
That went very well.
Old people are always so sweet and supportive. They're not afraid to give compliments.
There was one older gentleman who was very inspiring to me.
He used to be an operatic tenor, and now he's a quiet old man with a dry sense of humor and a smile that makes you want to smile back.
He's had a stroke, and he doesn't sing very often anymore.
During his quick interview, he charmed the room.
After the program, when everyone was mulling around sipping their tea, he was persuaded to give us a quick little performance.
You could tell that this please him more than he would say.
His voice was so sweet and clear, but still only a shadow of what it had been.
Listening to his brief performance brought tears to my eyes.
You work towards something you're whole life, but in the end, it's life that takes it away from you.
Inside that quite old man, the flirty young man who loved to give impromptu performances to unsuspecting ladies who spoke whatever language he knew an opera in, is still there.
It's so easy to forget that everyone was young once, and deep inside, they still are.
Life is so short, but from where I am now, it seems to stretch on forever.
Mahatma Gandhi
Today this auditorium was packed with more than 6,000 kids from middle school up through high school, all there to learn more and support the Free The Children foundation.
I feel blessed to have been one of those kids today.
There were so many inspiring speakers and moving stories.
My eyes were reopened to the horrors hiding just out side our doors, and the world around us.
Terrible things happen every day, and we hear so little about them.
There are so many stories never told, and lives never lived.
This was a great reminder that it is our job, as citizens of the world, to do our part, and help where we can.
I had to leave We Day a bit early. I was kind of disappointed about that, but in the end, it was worth it.
I went to sing and play a few pieces on the the flute at the health and wellness group at my Gramma's Church.
That went very well.
Old people are always so sweet and supportive. They're not afraid to give compliments.
There was one older gentleman who was very inspiring to me.
He used to be an operatic tenor, and now he's a quiet old man with a dry sense of humor and a smile that makes you want to smile back.
He's had a stroke, and he doesn't sing very often anymore.
During his quick interview, he charmed the room.
After the program, when everyone was mulling around sipping their tea, he was persuaded to give us a quick little performance.
You could tell that this please him more than he would say.
His voice was so sweet and clear, but still only a shadow of what it had been.
Listening to his brief performance brought tears to my eyes.
You work towards something you're whole life, but in the end, it's life that takes it away from you.
Inside that quite old man, the flirty young man who loved to give impromptu performances to unsuspecting ladies who spoke whatever language he knew an opera in, is still there.
It's so easy to forget that everyone was young once, and deep inside, they still are.
Life is so short, but from where I am now, it seems to stretch on forever.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Somewhere else to write
I've become a bit obsessed with this whole blogging thing that I blindly started at the start of this school year.
I already have four other blogs that I dabble with, but I felt that I needed a spot that I could just write about my life.
I have a family blog, that I update with tid-bits about my cute little siblings, I have a blog that I keep with a group of my friends, and a blog that's a collection of book reviews, how-to's, and random-ness, but I wanted one more... one that's just for me, for whatever.
One that I can write on regularly with out trying to stay with a style or 'theme'.
This blog is just about my life.
This is my free place to write about whatever.
Whatever I feel like, whenever I feel like.
This is just me!
We'll see where it goes from here.
I already have four other blogs that I dabble with, but I felt that I needed a spot that I could just write about my life.
I have a family blog, that I update with tid-bits about my cute little siblings, I have a blog that I keep with a group of my friends, and a blog that's a collection of book reviews, how-to's, and random-ness, but I wanted one more... one that's just for me, for whatever.
One that I can write on regularly with out trying to stay with a style or 'theme'.
This blog is just about my life.
This is my free place to write about whatever.
Whatever I feel like, whenever I feel like.
This is just me!
We'll see where it goes from here.
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