Saturday, February 19, 2011

Young Soul

So, I'm not really one of those snobby people to do book reviews, and I didn't just read Catcher in the Rye, but I just have rerealized what a great book it is.

That feeling of trying to hold on to innocence in a world where growing up is pushed upon you so quickly.  It just captures how I feel about my life looking back on it so far.  I've been chasing freedom through trying new things trying to get my fix on new feelings and excitement.  But when you're little everything is the world is so new and intriguing and exciting.  

Some people describe themselves as having an "old soul" or a "new/young soul" or whatever.  I feel that I am the type of person who is a young soul.  I feel like I can only learn from experience or the hard way.  The song New Soul by Yael Naim depicts this perfectly.  

I've been chasing freedom, but when I think back and try to think of the times when I felt the absolute free-est, I think of my youth.  And not really entire stages or whatever, but almost photographic memories.  I remember a sunny Sunday afternoon at our old house.  Me and my sister had gotten McDonalds for lunch and the toy we got in our Happy Meals was a bubble maker thing.  I remember running through the sunny yard making ginormous bubbles that looked like big shiny clear worms.  It was bliss.  So careless, so happy, so free from worries or any troubles.  Everything was right in that moment of time.  
I have other memories that depict this perfect feeling as well, but that is just one of them.  I don't really know what I'm trying to explain here, except maybe that blissful feeling of freedom that everyone encounters in their youth.  Growing up is not an easy thing to do.  I understand and accept that I have no idea really what life is about or what I'm trying to accomplish in this lifetime that I have here on earth, but I guess that is the beauty of it.  I suppose I just want to make as many memories like the one above as I can.  I would like my life to be full of experience.  I want to live on the edge and take things one step at a time.  I feel like no one should waste their life planning it away, but just live it now.  Things work themselves out.  I feel like life is just this big adventure.  I'm eager to see what is lying in wait.  I suppose that's what keeps me going.  You never know what will happen next.

And I don't regret any of the people I've met, or the places I've been, or the circumstances that have happened to me.  Everything that I've experienced is what makes me the person I am today.  And everyday I change more as I experience more things.  It's like evolving.  The ever changing present.  It's a beautiful thing.

I'm not sure if there is a point to this blog entry or not, but I simply felt inspired to write.  That's the only time I can write.  I guess I'm just trying to let people into my mind a little, share some of myself and my experience with life.  I feel like if I don't share it then there's no point to growing and learning  things.

I just like this picture.  My floral tights, yellow clasp chain purse, boots, and off the shoulder top. 
haha, just thought I'd share. 

with love,

Friday, January 21, 2011

These days I seem to think a lot

 So I've been having many nostalgic feelings lately.  I don't like to really talk about very personal things on here, but let's just say there was a tragedy in the extended family.  One that can't be undone.  It made me start to think about and realize some things.


We all go through that time in life where we hate our parents. Correct?
Well for me that stage was like from the time I was 10 till like last year.  I've realized actually how lucky I am to have a good family now.  
My sister and I have always been close, but ever since this summer, I feel like me and my mother have a new understanding.  We used to bicker nonstop.  I guess I've just realized that life is too short to not get along with people, especially family.
And I've realized, when it really comes down to it...
family is about all you have.  
For me anyway, my family are the majority of the few people I feel like I can trust in life.  I know this is not always true.  And I feel like I got pretty lucky.
After all, you are pretty much bound to your family. By name and blood.
So this is my big life lesson/epiphany of the moment I guess.
I'm fortunate to have a loving, supportive family.
Some people don't really have that and I find it extremely sad.


here is our latest family photo! photoshopped by my sister. :)



 Floral skirt was a Christmas present from my sister, my mom's vintage burgundy leather cowboy boots from the 70's, burgundy clasp purse was a Goodwill find and I think the little shirt was as well.


Also! I rearranged my room and sort of decorated. You can sort of see in this picture below!  I love the mirror which was my grandma's actually.  And tree wall decal. Beatles poster. ducky pillow etc. :)


Haha, I didn't really know why I kept this blog up at all, I guess it was more for my own sake, but I would like to thank my readers...the few that I have! 


Love always,