Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Unfinished Business
I woke up yesterday morning with the urge to write, to blog again. I argued with myself, it's been over a year since your last entry I told myself, last year you vowed you'd write, but your motivation waned within 2 months!! As I sat there thinking, I realized I've never finished anything, I have had many endeavors but I have no follow through. I started paralegal classes in 2002, the year my daughter was born, five classes short of an associates degree, we uprooted to Michigan. Left Unfinished. Once I got over my depression, I attended Michigan State University for 2 years but had to uproot and moved back to Texas. Regardless of what I set out to do, one long, busy weekend can and will derail me. Oh and what a single economic setback does to me, I'd rather not say. I think I'm getting worse & worse about this, I wonder am I losing my will to live? How can I become a person who finishes, I'm not even sure what a 'finish' feels like! I don't want to be a quitter, but is that what I've always been?
Friday, February 20, 2009
Rocks
I often wonder what it about rocks that children find so amusing. When my son was younger, he would pick up every rock he came across, called it pretty, then he'd hand it to me as a gift. It was a token of his love and appreciation for me. I thought it was a boy thing, but years later when my daughter began to do the same, I began to wonder.
Rocks, we walk on them, run on them, travel on them, and even climb them, yet a child, despite the rest of the beauty that Mother Nature provides, is captivated by the essence of a rock!
On a river shore my daughter can spend countless hours picking out her favorites and regardless of the similarities, she only focuses on the differences. I find so much pleasure in watching both my children compete against one another to find the prettiest, most unique rock in a pool of what seems like millions. My heart wells up with tears knowing that it will eventually be given to me! What a wonderful feeling that is.
Rocks, we walk on them, run on them, travel on them, and even climb them, yet a child, despite the rest of the beauty that Mother Nature provides, is captivated by the essence of a rock!
On a river shore my daughter can spend countless hours picking out her favorites and regardless of the similarities, she only focuses on the differences. I find so much pleasure in watching both my children compete against one another to find the prettiest, most unique rock in a pool of what seems like millions. My heart wells up with tears knowing that it will eventually be given to me! What a wonderful feeling that is.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
26 things about me
1. I aspire to be great, although I know not the way, the how or the when. I have struggled with who I am for a long time, even more so with who I should be. Everyone seems to have a wonderful idea as to how and who I should be, except for me. The only thing I know for sure is that God is the only way.
2.I have been in and out of depression for years. It is not easy to deal with or to struggle through. We’ve all heard that a person suffering through depression loses sight of all the things that are truly important and until one actually experiences it, one can never fully understand what that actually means nor the extent of the loss. I regret that my children have witnessed my despair as they suffered it alongside me; that they will remember a period in time when they needed me and although I was physically present, I was unavailable to them.
3.I struggle to understand things no one ever seems to care about. I have an opinion about everything and it will most likely thread waters against the norm. I am complicated to say the least and emotional to make things worse.
4.I have a friend I love dearly and whom I can trust with anything and everything. He has shown me what a friend really should be like and that distance really is no match for sincerity. I can ask him anything from what hair style and color I should try this season to in depth discussions about psychoanalysis, morals and even politics. I can cry on his shoulder without the fear of getting to heavy, for he is so strong. I can tell him off when we get angry, when he tells me the truth, or just gets under my skin. I can drunk call him in the middle of the night and bitch, cry or laugh and he will listen. He has shown me that he will stand there by me through everything I may endure. He has shown me that people like him exist here and not just in the fabrications of my mind. He has shown me compassion and unconditional love.
5.My husband has recently graduated from law school and will be taking his Texas Bar Examination in July. He has shown me that when you want something, sometimes you have to step on the people most willing to help you. He has shown me that when you want something that bad, you don’t let anything or anyone get in the way. He has given me the opportunity to realize that I am intelligent enough to become a lawyer but smart enough not to. He has shown me that some sacrifices are extremely difficult to live with that it becomes much more appealing to do away with them entirely. From him I have learned that even when you are the one being sacrificed, you are still capable of giving and that all things are temporary except for the love of God.
6.I love working with my hands and would love to make my own furniture pieces and create my own art. Circumstance has left me only dreaming of such things for want of sufficient finances but my ideas and sketches are filed in the vastness of my mind for I lack the ability to draw.
7.I was raised by my aunt and uncle since before I was 5. I call them Mom and Dad for that is precisely what they are. I have no recollection of my life before them. Many people can easily say “Any man can be a father but it takes someone special to be a dad/dy” or “Any woman can be a mother but it takes someone special to be a mom/my”. Well I can actually say it and mean it because I have lived it. I have experienced the love of 2 people so special that they would selflessly undertake a task that was not their responsibility to begin with and not only once with my sisters and me, but over and over again.
8.I believe that the capacity to love is greater in loving a stranger. It is easy to fall in love with your new born child, a niece or nephew perhaps, it is simple to love one’s parents, grandparents, siblings, cousins, aunts and uncles. But to love someone that is not your own and let him in to your heart and treat him no different than the rest is by far the most sincere and genuine affection. To accept someone into your family who seems to only be causing turmoil and a shift in the balance of love in a mother’s heart. To stand up for him against your own for you know in your heart he is a blessing not a curse. That is unique. That is me.
9.I love music, all music. Music has a way of speaking to me, I can hear it as I’m sure everyone does, but I can also feel it in the center of my core. I can relate to it. It resonates with my emotions at any given time. I find that music calms and soothes me in a way I have yet to discover in another pastime.
10. Earlier I briefly mentioned my hunger to indulge in my creativity, in that hunger lays a dream to create my own clothes line of unique and/or custom made pieces. Once again due to my circumstance, I have yet to begin to learn to sew, but I’m confident I will and I will love it. My best friend inadvertently came up with the name as I was crying on the phone one day, complaining about my marriage which had taken a backseat to my husband’s education. When my circumstances change and I am able to afford to register a trademark, I will divulge more information. I would greatly appreciate the input of friends as I design and evolve the concept!
11. I love getting lost in nature. God intended for us to appreciate the beauty and the serenity which is readily available to us in nature. As a child I admired it but never understood the peace I felt as I was in it. As an adult, there’s no place I feel more complete and more like my true self, than when I’m out there amongst it. Life gets too busy for most adults and some no longer stop to smell the roses or watch the horizon as the sun sets. I have never lost my appreciation for it, if anything it has become more beautiful.
12. Making friends has always been difficult for me, as a child I was always lost in some book, I lived every adventure and solved all things thru the characters in books. That’s not to say I don’t make friends, or that I’m a horrible friend. I’m just far more comfortable with becoming friends of friends than making my own new ones. I’ve been told I can kill any light conversation with an in depth analysis of something, anything, everything and as a result of this, I am ever more nervous around new people. I struggle with saying the wrong thing at the wrong time and we all know the value of a first impression.
13. My children mean everything to me. I love them more than anything else. In raising them, I struggle with that fine line of too much coddling and helping them find their independence. As parents we try to teach them right from wrong and that is fine as long as we can live by and up to the same expectations, if not I believe that we are just confusing them. At some future point in time, I will expect my children to be independent and I feel confident that I gave them enough rope and experience as children to be able to do so without having given them too much.
14. Grade school was a torment for me. I never quite fit into any group and I always felt like an outcast. Somewhere around the time after my 2 front teeth grew in, the boys started picking on me, calling me names. All throughout high school I dealt with this issue and it made it difficult to blossom the way a girl should at that time. It was difficult for others to be friends with me, except outside of school. Till this day, I become agitated at the thought. I wish there was something I could do to keep kids from enduring what I did. So as a parent I ask that you teach your kids that even though they may be playing and teasing they do not and will not ever come to understand the impact they are having on someone else’s life. The saying, “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me,” is not valid, in any society.
15. I love to watch people, whether it is eating at a restaurant, walking down the street, sitting on a park bench. I wonder what it is that has captivated their thoughts, what bothers them, what deserves such contemplation. I love to watch people interacting with each other. The only people I don’t enjoy watching at the moment are those madly in love for the wounds of my heart are still so new and fresh. It is torturous knowing I had that and it slipped away, it is even harder to want that so badly and knowing it is not in my cards right now. But I know it is a temporary preference, because I fall in love just as easily as a school girl does and I was meant to be in love, for it is God’s will that we all are, first with him than with life and another soul.
16. Marriage and Motherhood has changed me, so I can vouch for the phrase:“if you can’t beat them, join them”!
17. I’ve only been in love 3 times have had less than 10 boyfriends.
18. I have an affinity for interior design, color schemes, and symmetry.
19. I love capturing moments in time so where ever I am, so is my camera.
20. I love an intellectual challenge, I love to debate issue that most people would rather skip over, I love to be motivated to create change.
21. I love to go to the ocean. I love the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, I love the moist air, I love the smell of the sea, I love the gritty texture of sand, I love to watch a sunset into an ocean’s horizon, I love to watch a storm coming in from its depth, I love to watch lightning strike over it, I love the shades of blue black and gray that are reflected off of its surface, I love the ocean.
22. I love to sit out on a cold starry night and stare at the stars. I love to breathe in cold air after a snow storm.
23. I love to dance and someday soon I will join a dance school.
24. I have recently become fascinated with babies again and all that they entail. I would love to have another baby, maybe someday under different circumstances, maybe it is not written in my cards. I heard a baby cry today and my eyes welled up with tears as I fought to subdue that longing.
25.I love pens, notebooks and journals! I plan to write my own book. I've started to write little opinion pieces here and there and would love to be published someday, maybe become a columnist or something where I can have the freedom to write freely.
26.I dream big and sometimes I confuse myself, but just sometimes
2.I have been in and out of depression for years. It is not easy to deal with or to struggle through. We’ve all heard that a person suffering through depression loses sight of all the things that are truly important and until one actually experiences it, one can never fully understand what that actually means nor the extent of the loss. I regret that my children have witnessed my despair as they suffered it alongside me; that they will remember a period in time when they needed me and although I was physically present, I was unavailable to them.
3.I struggle to understand things no one ever seems to care about. I have an opinion about everything and it will most likely thread waters against the norm. I am complicated to say the least and emotional to make things worse.
4.I have a friend I love dearly and whom I can trust with anything and everything. He has shown me what a friend really should be like and that distance really is no match for sincerity. I can ask him anything from what hair style and color I should try this season to in depth discussions about psychoanalysis, morals and even politics. I can cry on his shoulder without the fear of getting to heavy, for he is so strong. I can tell him off when we get angry, when he tells me the truth, or just gets under my skin. I can drunk call him in the middle of the night and bitch, cry or laugh and he will listen. He has shown me that he will stand there by me through everything I may endure. He has shown me that people like him exist here and not just in the fabrications of my mind. He has shown me compassion and unconditional love.
5.My husband has recently graduated from law school and will be taking his Texas Bar Examination in July. He has shown me that when you want something, sometimes you have to step on the people most willing to help you. He has shown me that when you want something that bad, you don’t let anything or anyone get in the way. He has given me the opportunity to realize that I am intelligent enough to become a lawyer but smart enough not to. He has shown me that some sacrifices are extremely difficult to live with that it becomes much more appealing to do away with them entirely. From him I have learned that even when you are the one being sacrificed, you are still capable of giving and that all things are temporary except for the love of God.
6.I love working with my hands and would love to make my own furniture pieces and create my own art. Circumstance has left me only dreaming of such things for want of sufficient finances but my ideas and sketches are filed in the vastness of my mind for I lack the ability to draw.
7.I was raised by my aunt and uncle since before I was 5. I call them Mom and Dad for that is precisely what they are. I have no recollection of my life before them. Many people can easily say “Any man can be a father but it takes someone special to be a dad/dy” or “Any woman can be a mother but it takes someone special to be a mom/my”. Well I can actually say it and mean it because I have lived it. I have experienced the love of 2 people so special that they would selflessly undertake a task that was not their responsibility to begin with and not only once with my sisters and me, but over and over again.
8.I believe that the capacity to love is greater in loving a stranger. It is easy to fall in love with your new born child, a niece or nephew perhaps, it is simple to love one’s parents, grandparents, siblings, cousins, aunts and uncles. But to love someone that is not your own and let him in to your heart and treat him no different than the rest is by far the most sincere and genuine affection. To accept someone into your family who seems to only be causing turmoil and a shift in the balance of love in a mother’s heart. To stand up for him against your own for you know in your heart he is a blessing not a curse. That is unique. That is me.
9.I love music, all music. Music has a way of speaking to me, I can hear it as I’m sure everyone does, but I can also feel it in the center of my core. I can relate to it. It resonates with my emotions at any given time. I find that music calms and soothes me in a way I have yet to discover in another pastime.
10. Earlier I briefly mentioned my hunger to indulge in my creativity, in that hunger lays a dream to create my own clothes line of unique and/or custom made pieces. Once again due to my circumstance, I have yet to begin to learn to sew, but I’m confident I will and I will love it. My best friend inadvertently came up with the name as I was crying on the phone one day, complaining about my marriage which had taken a backseat to my husband’s education. When my circumstances change and I am able to afford to register a trademark, I will divulge more information. I would greatly appreciate the input of friends as I design and evolve the concept!
11. I love getting lost in nature. God intended for us to appreciate the beauty and the serenity which is readily available to us in nature. As a child I admired it but never understood the peace I felt as I was in it. As an adult, there’s no place I feel more complete and more like my true self, than when I’m out there amongst it. Life gets too busy for most adults and some no longer stop to smell the roses or watch the horizon as the sun sets. I have never lost my appreciation for it, if anything it has become more beautiful.
12. Making friends has always been difficult for me, as a child I was always lost in some book, I lived every adventure and solved all things thru the characters in books. That’s not to say I don’t make friends, or that I’m a horrible friend. I’m just far more comfortable with becoming friends of friends than making my own new ones. I’ve been told I can kill any light conversation with an in depth analysis of something, anything, everything and as a result of this, I am ever more nervous around new people. I struggle with saying the wrong thing at the wrong time and we all know the value of a first impression.
13. My children mean everything to me. I love them more than anything else. In raising them, I struggle with that fine line of too much coddling and helping them find their independence. As parents we try to teach them right from wrong and that is fine as long as we can live by and up to the same expectations, if not I believe that we are just confusing them. At some future point in time, I will expect my children to be independent and I feel confident that I gave them enough rope and experience as children to be able to do so without having given them too much.
14. Grade school was a torment for me. I never quite fit into any group and I always felt like an outcast. Somewhere around the time after my 2 front teeth grew in, the boys started picking on me, calling me names. All throughout high school I dealt with this issue and it made it difficult to blossom the way a girl should at that time. It was difficult for others to be friends with me, except outside of school. Till this day, I become agitated at the thought. I wish there was something I could do to keep kids from enduring what I did. So as a parent I ask that you teach your kids that even though they may be playing and teasing they do not and will not ever come to understand the impact they are having on someone else’s life. The saying, “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me,” is not valid, in any society.
15. I love to watch people, whether it is eating at a restaurant, walking down the street, sitting on a park bench. I wonder what it is that has captivated their thoughts, what bothers them, what deserves such contemplation. I love to watch people interacting with each other. The only people I don’t enjoy watching at the moment are those madly in love for the wounds of my heart are still so new and fresh. It is torturous knowing I had that and it slipped away, it is even harder to want that so badly and knowing it is not in my cards right now. But I know it is a temporary preference, because I fall in love just as easily as a school girl does and I was meant to be in love, for it is God’s will that we all are, first with him than with life and another soul.
16. Marriage and Motherhood has changed me, so I can vouch for the phrase:“if you can’t beat them, join them”!
17. I’ve only been in love 3 times have had less than 10 boyfriends.
18. I have an affinity for interior design, color schemes, and symmetry.
19. I love capturing moments in time so where ever I am, so is my camera.
20. I love an intellectual challenge, I love to debate issue that most people would rather skip over, I love to be motivated to create change.
21. I love to go to the ocean. I love the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, I love the moist air, I love the smell of the sea, I love the gritty texture of sand, I love to watch a sunset into an ocean’s horizon, I love to watch a storm coming in from its depth, I love to watch lightning strike over it, I love the shades of blue black and gray that are reflected off of its surface, I love the ocean.
22. I love to sit out on a cold starry night and stare at the stars. I love to breathe in cold air after a snow storm.
23. I love to dance and someday soon I will join a dance school.
24. I have recently become fascinated with babies again and all that they entail. I would love to have another baby, maybe someday under different circumstances, maybe it is not written in my cards. I heard a baby cry today and my eyes welled up with tears as I fought to subdue that longing.
25.I love pens, notebooks and journals! I plan to write my own book. I've started to write little opinion pieces here and there and would love to be published someday, maybe become a columnist or something where I can have the freedom to write freely.
26.I dream big and sometimes I confuse myself, but just sometimes
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Dear God, Why Me?
Life has been pretty hard these past few years and even though I've heard it many times, "you're not alone" just isn't all that comforting when you're as angry as I have been. I was juggling emotions dealing with an infidelity, economic struggles as my husband and I simultaneously pursued a higher education, and 2 beautiful children whom I felt I was surely failing. I struggled with having bigger dreams than I had ever imagined before, a guilt for having become so selfish, a friend that had come to mean so much more and whom I was certain felt the same even if he denied it, a hunger for another child that has continued to scream so violently at me as if it knows the clock is ticking. My life didn't seem, was my life at all. This isnt how I planned it. This isn't how it was supposed to be.
Dear God, Why Me? What did I do to deserve this heartache? What did I do that was so bad that I must struggle with this dilema of the heart? Why Now? Why couldnt he love me then? Why can't he love me? Why does happiness evade me just as I begin to smell it?
So many unanswered questions, that I 'm certain will be answered when it becomes less important to know and understand, when I can look back and see that the things that happened were a blessing in disguise, when I can easily say, I wouldnt trade it for the world! Even though knowing that doesn't necessarily console me, I'm confident that some day it will.
This morning I woke up in so much pain, I could barely move, it was to be expected and I asked my other half to help me out with the kids, which proved to be the worst idea I ever had. I wobbled around as I struggled with the limitations of this pain, that I knew would pass as soon as I slept it off a little more. I had a busy day planned and would not let a little pain get in my way. After a little nap, I showered and made my way out the door in as much pain as earlier in the morning, but I wasn't about to give in. Well the pain went away eventually and my agenda was right on target, until the "I"m sorry, there's been a mistake" ARE YOU FREAKIN KIDDING ME? I wanted to scream, but I didn't, instead, I agreed to follow up later on this week and walked out the door.
The breath of fresh air was soothing and comforting so I walked slowly to my truck I made a call that further assured me of where things are headed. I just cannot refuse to see the signs anymore. I sat in my truck for a few minutes before revving up the engine, I felt so overwhelmed, I was certain I would cry, but I didn't, I couldn't. I was relieved that I brushed off the whole thing and just let it go, it will fix itself if it was meant to I thought. I've done what I could and should and now its out of my hands. I leave my life, my heart, my future, my soul, my everything in your hands, Dear God, for I cannot cry anymore, I cannot fight for something I'm sure isn't there anymore, I cannot let an opportunity pass me by for fear, I cannot continue to be miserable when the only thing I want is to be happy, to love and be loved. So I will leave what I have no control over in your hands, but if there's anything I can do to help, rest assured that I will, for it is my happiness, my life.
Dear God, Why Me? What did I do to deserve this heartache? What did I do that was so bad that I must struggle with this dilema of the heart? Why Now? Why couldnt he love me then? Why can't he love me? Why does happiness evade me just as I begin to smell it?
So many unanswered questions, that I 'm certain will be answered when it becomes less important to know and understand, when I can look back and see that the things that happened were a blessing in disguise, when I can easily say, I wouldnt trade it for the world! Even though knowing that doesn't necessarily console me, I'm confident that some day it will.
This morning I woke up in so much pain, I could barely move, it was to be expected and I asked my other half to help me out with the kids, which proved to be the worst idea I ever had. I wobbled around as I struggled with the limitations of this pain, that I knew would pass as soon as I slept it off a little more. I had a busy day planned and would not let a little pain get in my way. After a little nap, I showered and made my way out the door in as much pain as earlier in the morning, but I wasn't about to give in. Well the pain went away eventually and my agenda was right on target, until the "I"m sorry, there's been a mistake" ARE YOU FREAKIN KIDDING ME? I wanted to scream, but I didn't, instead, I agreed to follow up later on this week and walked out the door.
The breath of fresh air was soothing and comforting so I walked slowly to my truck I made a call that further assured me of where things are headed. I just cannot refuse to see the signs anymore. I sat in my truck for a few minutes before revving up the engine, I felt so overwhelmed, I was certain I would cry, but I didn't, I couldn't. I was relieved that I brushed off the whole thing and just let it go, it will fix itself if it was meant to I thought. I've done what I could and should and now its out of my hands. I leave my life, my heart, my future, my soul, my everything in your hands, Dear God, for I cannot cry anymore, I cannot fight for something I'm sure isn't there anymore, I cannot let an opportunity pass me by for fear, I cannot continue to be miserable when the only thing I want is to be happy, to love and be loved. So I will leave what I have no control over in your hands, but if there's anything I can do to help, rest assured that I will, for it is my happiness, my life.
Who AM I?
I just became a member on this cool little forum with lots of discussion on many topics. As part of the registration, I was encouraged to introduce myself to the entire community. They have a special spot for introductions called "Who Am I". For days I'd go and start a new thread with my name and nothing would come to mind to define myself. I began to read some of the other posts and was not relating to anyone. I decided then, that I had reached a soul-searching moment! Who Am I? I was determined to find out.
This is what I posted as an introduction to ME.
Now to tackle the BIG question, Who AM I? Seems simple enough to answer, but I'm having the hardest time defining myself. Perhaps its because I'm pretty certain I am at a crossroad, a crossroad with so many limiting roads, and only one with the liberty and peace I seek. It doesn't seem fair that the choice be so obvious, for I am never so lucky, or AM I?
I have been struggling continously with this "who I am" question for some time now. There was a time when I was content with defining myself by my many roles, my duties, however that time has come and passed. One thing is for certain, I am a very passionate person, I will do whatever feels right as opposed to what is customary and I will not make excuses for those actions. I love with all I have, and I can and have hated with as much vigor. Until recently, I've come to realize, that hate is not the opposite of love, for hate is still an emotionally based attribute. Indifference, however, is the opposite of love, it is there where it matters no more. Until you feel indifference, one never fears it, but once you do, it is both the scariest and most liberating growth a person can experience. I think there is initially a sense of guilt associated with the acknowledgement of indifference that can be quite disturbing but it fades and therein lies a peace.
I have always been a very impatient and stubborn person, but life is constantly teaching me that impatience will not yield me anything any faster than at the rate at which I'm supposed to get it. Being stubborn, has proven to be both a curse and a blessing, guess I still need to work on learning which struggles really are worth fighting for. I am opinionated. I think the world has too many double standards and find both meaning and pleasure in quashing them. My parents always told me to think for myself and speak for myself so when I have something to say it, I usually do. I have been told many times that I am somewhat crazy, and sometimes I wonder, but I always come to the same conclusion and that is that I'm so comfortable with my own sanity/insanity, or lack thereof, that it makes some people uncomfortable and I'm okay with that.
Some of the things I enjoy are music, dancing, talking, writing, words, friends, laughing, controversial discussions, philosophy, religion, theology, anthropology, helping others, photography, law and justice, and learning.
I think a person should never settle for the cards that he/she has been dealt. I think they should always want more, strive to be more and give more. Most people don't have a problem with wanting more material stuff, or at least I didnt. But let me tell you, after you lose something so great that you can never get back, you understand that the more material an object is, the less important it actually is, comparitively speaking. Some of these irreplaceable things are trust, love, friendship and honesty. I think those are the most remarkable things in life that you can give anyone or get from anyone and I think you cant have one without the other. Its almost like the 4 walls of a house, if one side comes tumbling down, more than likely, the other 3 will ensue.
There are some aspects of human nature that I do not stomach well and those include but are not limited to: liars, back stabbers, puppet masters, injustice, practical jokes and outright cruel people. I try not to be judgemental, but sometimes that is hard to do and so I do try to understand a person and their actions first. I understand that I am, who I am, because of the combination of my personality and all of my experiences, good, bad and even those that I may not conciously remember Therefore I know that each person is who they are for the same exact reasons.
My struggle with a recent heartache, or not so recent actually, has taught me that life is too short. I have always been resistant to change and even though I was miserable I refused to admit the one truth that would liberate my soul. I tried so hard to convince myself that love, life, marriage, and happiness, all these things we all seek to take a tight grasp on were overrated. But in fact, as it was evident in my misery, I proved to myself, how imporant those things really are to me. It was in that one single truth that my peace lay. It was there that I found solace in knowing that no matter how wrong or right, it is perfect for me, right now. So I will throw in the towel in this battle I have been struggling with and instead pursue my own happiness, where ever it may take me.
This is what I posted as an introduction to ME.
Now to tackle the BIG question, Who AM I? Seems simple enough to answer, but I'm having the hardest time defining myself. Perhaps its because I'm pretty certain I am at a crossroad, a crossroad with so many limiting roads, and only one with the liberty and peace I seek. It doesn't seem fair that the choice be so obvious, for I am never so lucky, or AM I?
I have been struggling continously with this "who I am" question for some time now. There was a time when I was content with defining myself by my many roles, my duties, however that time has come and passed. One thing is for certain, I am a very passionate person, I will do whatever feels right as opposed to what is customary and I will not make excuses for those actions. I love with all I have, and I can and have hated with as much vigor. Until recently, I've come to realize, that hate is not the opposite of love, for hate is still an emotionally based attribute. Indifference, however, is the opposite of love, it is there where it matters no more. Until you feel indifference, one never fears it, but once you do, it is both the scariest and most liberating growth a person can experience. I think there is initially a sense of guilt associated with the acknowledgement of indifference that can be quite disturbing but it fades and therein lies a peace.
I have always been a very impatient and stubborn person, but life is constantly teaching me that impatience will not yield me anything any faster than at the rate at which I'm supposed to get it. Being stubborn, has proven to be both a curse and a blessing, guess I still need to work on learning which struggles really are worth fighting for. I am opinionated. I think the world has too many double standards and find both meaning and pleasure in quashing them. My parents always told me to think for myself and speak for myself so when I have something to say it, I usually do. I have been told many times that I am somewhat crazy, and sometimes I wonder, but I always come to the same conclusion and that is that I'm so comfortable with my own sanity/insanity, or lack thereof, that it makes some people uncomfortable and I'm okay with that.
Some of the things I enjoy are music, dancing, talking, writing, words, friends, laughing, controversial discussions, philosophy, religion, theology, anthropology, helping others, photography, law and justice, and learning.
I think a person should never settle for the cards that he/she has been dealt. I think they should always want more, strive to be more and give more. Most people don't have a problem with wanting more material stuff, or at least I didnt. But let me tell you, after you lose something so great that you can never get back, you understand that the more material an object is, the less important it actually is, comparitively speaking. Some of these irreplaceable things are trust, love, friendship and honesty. I think those are the most remarkable things in life that you can give anyone or get from anyone and I think you cant have one without the other. Its almost like the 4 walls of a house, if one side comes tumbling down, more than likely, the other 3 will ensue.
There are some aspects of human nature that I do not stomach well and those include but are not limited to: liars, back stabbers, puppet masters, injustice, practical jokes and outright cruel people. I try not to be judgemental, but sometimes that is hard to do and so I do try to understand a person and their actions first. I understand that I am, who I am, because of the combination of my personality and all of my experiences, good, bad and even those that I may not conciously remember Therefore I know that each person is who they are for the same exact reasons.
My struggle with a recent heartache, or not so recent actually, has taught me that life is too short. I have always been resistant to change and even though I was miserable I refused to admit the one truth that would liberate my soul. I tried so hard to convince myself that love, life, marriage, and happiness, all these things we all seek to take a tight grasp on were overrated. But in fact, as it was evident in my misery, I proved to myself, how imporant those things really are to me. It was in that one single truth that my peace lay. It was there that I found solace in knowing that no matter how wrong or right, it is perfect for me, right now. So I will throw in the towel in this battle I have been struggling with and instead pursue my own happiness, where ever it may take me.
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