Little things

I went outside for a moment to be showered in hugs and love.

“You’re packing.”
“I’m leaving.” The tears are almost unleashed. I will not cry.

“We won’t be able to see you leave off, but just know that well miss you. You’re an inspiration.”

My surprise consisted of my favorite candies and protein bars. If this isn’t love I don’t know what is.


When my sister left for the airport she told me to go ____. I went and proceeded to get lost.

Frustrated, I walked into a cafe:




It was a note cafe so I wrote a note and proceeded to draw. I am capable of solitude and relaxing!

a cafe





While sitting at a cafe with a friend we noticed all the cute things surrounding us and found a new appreciation for life (also she is a blogger – knowingtakesawhile)

while we were there we admired the snowflakes falling on the ground and smothering the world in beautiful white.

”Animation, the reason why I like snow is because its the carte blanche. It falls so freely and gracefully piling up, creating you. Then somebody comes in and changes you. Sometimes youre changed so much you change colors and forget but in the end youll end up white or just disappearing completely.”

Wonderful little day

“Sister, I don’t want to go home…” Are the first words I woke up to this morning. I don’t have a sibling living in the house at the moment. There was a five-year-old that I was babysitting and it was such a wonderful way to wake up in the morning.

I dressed and got ready for class. The teacher isn’t there so I will have to teach the class. Last time it was chaos. They overwhelmed me. I say a quick prayer before putting my coat on and walking out of the house and running to church. Hoping that God will provide me with the confidence needed to teach the class.

Well, nothing is ever perfect. I tried, I went, and they learned. Their eyes closing slightly at the early morning speeches and ideas. Then the hugs, and the energy came back and suddenly I felt as if I were somewhat successful. Somewhat.

I went to church, then went to the store to buy a homeless shelter some items. While there I met a newborn. Newly two days old with their parents walking, happy as ever. His small pink fists pressed against his cheeks as he breathes in and out, in and out and suddenly I’m overwhelmed with emotions.

I read a book “Son” by Lois Lowry, which makes me appreciate my mother, despite our differences. The emotions of Lowry and the loss of her son about 17 years ago rang so true through the novel. The reviews aren’t perfect; they never are, but despite the amazing novel “The Giver”, I find myself loving “Son”, even more.

After about two hours, cramped up in the middle of the aisle with cranky parents having to maneuver about my legs, my father calls me and tells me were going to “Rise of the Guardians”. I don’t normally see movies, I’m fidgety and cannot sit still but this movie had me on all three levels:

1) Jack Frost, the idea of him being a thin, long-legged, mischief maker with white hair sold me.
2) the quotes that were in the movie. Don’t ask me what they are now but I do remember I gawked quite a bit.
3) the Easter bunny when nobody believed him… And the sand man. Everytime the Easter bunny talked in his “non-believing mode” I was sobbing from happiness and joy.

And lastly a husbands love for his wife. He had this elaborate set up for his 25th anniversary and his wife fell sick. In short he had a parish involved and her brother to walk her down the aisle for a renewal of vows. But since she fell sick he did it all in the comfort of his house. She cried. He cried. I cried.

I wish days like this could come more often, but it will stay with me forever and ever.