stuff i like

i like peanutbutter M&M's.


i like photography.


i like laughing.


i like burberry perfumes.


i like sunsets.


I like this tree.


i like my boyfriend.

Life is a crazy mess to me right now.

I woke up today..

I woke up today not holding on to some things that I have been for a long time. I woke up today with a different feeling inside of me, and the wierd part is..lately I haven't been as close to God as I should be. I woke up today not wanting a sense of acceptance from people that I usually want it from, or not wanting the longing to be loved and cherished, but i woke up today with a sense that no matter what happens in my life... I have God.

I let go of a lot of things today...but i'm sure that tomorrow i'll wake up and those things i let go...will somehow find their way right back at my bedside waiting for me to wake up and start my day.



Everyday is a struggle for me...sometimes I want to give up, and sometimes I feel that no one is on my side. I know that no matter the circumstance, My Jesus is holding my hand.

It isn't a matter of if I wake up or not to a good day or a bad day, it is a matter of how I handle it and running to Jesus...

So when I lay down to sleep tonight, even though I let go of a few things that have been holding me down lately, i know i'll wake up to another day full of struggles, obstacles and hardships, but nothing's gonna keep me down forever.

Galatians 6:9

There are certain days where I feel so free and nothing can bring me down because
I know what I do have, and I know who I am and there are days where I allow fear to creep inside of me and I want an escape to my "problems", but lately I think I have let it slip my mind who my creator is. It isn't I that created myself and knows me, it is my Father in Heaven.


I like to take drives... especially when the sun is setting.


I come to this place a lot... I think I have a picture of this tree in every season. Fort Boreman Park.


Sometimes I think my only occupation is to laugh...

I don't want to be dead in this temporary life I live. I know I don't have much time on this earth, and I never know how long I have or anyone else important in my life for that matter. Sometimes I wonder if I waste my life...but at the same time I know that I am where I am at this exact moment for a reason, a purpose, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I just want to find God's will...whatever that may be.




No matter where I go, I always find God near.

"IT DOESN'T INTEREST ME WHAT YOU DO FOR A LIVING.
I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to
know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your
dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your
moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your
own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have
become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want
to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without
moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your
own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill
you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us
to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of
being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is
true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true
to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not
betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore
trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it's
not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from
its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours
and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to
the silver of the moon, "Yes!"
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how
much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after
the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone,
and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came
to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of
the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the
inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and
if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments."
-ORIAH MOUNTAIN DREAMER