Death is nothing at all – I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I,...– Henry Scott Holland, professor of divinity, Oxford University (via so-move)
Tomorrow I’ll wake up and do something productive.
I over-analyze every detail of this life. I should stop. Once I finish analyzing how in the world I’ll be able to do that.
Speaking of Nothing
I’m not quite sure what to go on about as my mind seems to be sinking. Maybe I’ll sing a morning bird’s song through the branches of the trees and the wind of the air. Or maybe I’ll proclaim another love story of impeccable romance, a once-upon-a-time of two souls running away into eternity. It’s possible I’ll simply wallow in the depths of this...
It’s nice to simply sit in bed and forget about the world. Time for yourself to ponder your future and to wonder what great things are in store. Time to just stare at the wall and let your mind run blank. Time to escape from other people and just sit in silence. Time to think about others - people you need to reconnect with, people you need to see. Time to plan your day, your week, your...
A great teacher can offer an escape from poverty to the child who dreams beyond...– President Obama
Those days when you can’t seem to get anything done no matter how important those things may be. No motivation, zero ability to concentrate. Your thoughts are just too loud to allow you to do anything.
You could call it the stage of completely-forgetting-what-happened-until-someone-brings it up. Why? Because you’d literally rather die than have to think about it again. It’s suicide. I said I want to face it, and not pretend like nothing happened. But somehow that’s changed. Like my mother said, it’s not good to dwell on what happened, but to try to move forward and find...
I’d love to go to sleep and forget the world.
To live is not merely to breath; it is to act; it is to make use of our organs,...– Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the...– William Shakespeare
And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to...– Micah 6:8
It smells like snow and sounds like it, too, with the silence caving in and winter falling through the ceiling sky. Our skin is frost-bitten as a new pang descends through our bones shutting our eyes, halting our own rush of blood. The silence is so loud our ears can’t comprehend anything else, as the new atmosphere sets and the essence of winter’s beauty is rekindled.
A New Lesson
It’s possible I’ll never be the same. With any mention of murder, I’ll be set off. What has all this taught me? For one, the true essence of fear. It was a slap in the face, showing me a glimpse of the real world. There are murderers out there. There are crazy people roaming around. There are inconsiderate, selfish, disgusting people who in human eyes, shouldn’t deserve...
Thank you for - unconditional love human emotion. Somber words of mourning hopeful words of life. A night sky gleaming with stars a new day bright with yellow. Fellowship and support conversations and walks down memory lane. Wisdom, grace, and love from others and eternally, YOU. For only then can we get through every test of life that you hand us with strength and renewal and...
We stood in the cold, shaking and shivering, the frosty wind holding onto our skin. But we didn’t care. The numbing cold is what reminded us that we were still here. The numbing cold is what reminded us of our reality. The numbing cold is what reminded us that we still had the gift of life, and amazing, beloved people to live for.
I’ve known three people who were close to my heart that have left this world: Michael Mattar (Grandpa), Bill Clark (Grandpa), and Ryah Leslie (family-friend). I love them all beyond words and miss them with every ounce of my being. I didn’t get to see Sido or Sido Bill - one was half a world away and the other was across the country. However I did get to see Ryah before she left us,...
Blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly...– The Beatles
It’s funny how when a part of your world comes crashing down the world around you goes on like it was nothing. When a person you know faces the same you become that world that keeps on spinning. Funny how roles play out sometime. Funny how we expect the entire world to stop for a single problem. Funny how if we too are untouched by the situation continue in our own world of...
Only you, Riah darling
Riah, I can’t believe you’re gone. We love you and miss you more than words could ever express. You were such an amazing person - high spirited, smiling, gentle, and absolutely beautiful. Whenever Serene and I were at Fair Oaks, you always gave us some Godiva samples. And when I talked to you, you were always so fascinated to hear about my life. I remember getting a haircut at the mall...
Conquerors in the Wind
The rain washes away our tears as we breathe, choke, wish upon a star for the rain to disintegrate our fears, our fears which consume our fragile hearts. Where is our strength when we need it most? Hidden beneath the “if’s” and “only’s,” eaten away by our mind’s cruel host, masked by the darkness, accompanied by the lonely. We are the conquerors...
Murder. A cold, unimaginable word. A harsh, sickening reality.
It hit me all over again and all over again I broke.