March 26, 2013

 And I present to you.. The Grand Canyon...

 

 Who knew Coronado beach was in Flagstaff? Alright, So I didn't actually go to the Grand Canyon. I didn't lie to you.. I had every intention of going to the Grand Canyon. Plans changed... a somewhat spontaneous trip was presented by my lovely cousin and, well, the next day we were San Diego bound! It was wonderful. Now that I'm back in class, with tests every week, I find myself just longing for summer. Spring break is such a tease.  

 

 

Sometimes I think that I want a puppy. Having a furry friend to run with, walk with, and play catch with could be really great. Then I remember that I'm just as much an animal lover as I am a runner. I sometimes confuse my imaginary world with reality. By imaginary world, I mean the one where I have a rockin' bod and a well behaved furry friend who runs with me. Don't worry, there are plenty of mirrors around to snap me out my delusion. Time spent taking care of a dear friends dog usually does the trick for the puppy want.   

 

 

Meet my furry friend, Fiona. Part rabbit, part dog. 'Sit' is just about the only thing she understands, the 5th time you say it that is. She likes to bark in the middle of the night as if the house is under attack. It freaks me out. She also likes to poop and pee in the house when I'm gone too long. The doggy door obviously no longer works after 5 hours of my absence. When my future children beg for a puppy, please, remind me of the defending night barks and pooping.

 

 Upon request, here is my attempt at a poem for writing class. No laughing.  

 

Yellow Ribbon

Even when you’re far,

You are always near

Everything brings my mind back to you

I hear your voice

I feel your warmth

How can this be with so many miles apart?

 

Once so young and juvenile

But now so strong and brave

Your boots are laced

Your hair is short

Your ship is out to sea

You serve with pride and courage

To keep our country free

 

The days and weeks and months go by

And the distance seems forever

There are moments when my heart swells with pride

It seems as though I could fly

But sometimes it just breaks

How can there be so many miles apart?

 

My life is full of blessings

No girl could ask for more

A loving family

A paying job

And the pursuit of an education

Driven by goals and dreams

With faith and a loving Savior

 

But even so, there is something missing
an emptiness

A longing

It has been said that the longer the waiting

The sweeter the kiss

And if this is true, than it is sure to be the sweetest

Oh how I loathe the miles apart!

 

Every joy and every sorrow

Every success and every failure

It is with you I want to share

You’re in every song

In every dream

And in my every prayer

Even in the blueberries in my bagel

 

I fill my days and wait impatiently

For the day you reach the port

For that moment when the lump in my throat

Escapes through my eyes

And that moment when the distance

Is closed with your arms and smile

 

With a yellow ribbon tied around my heart

I count the days till there are no more miles apart.