I'm so not a fan of winter. All I want to do is curl up and sleep for the next few months.

agaetis byrjun?

but is it agaetis byrjun?

There are few things as hard as watching someone you love in so much pain and knowing that all you can do is offer what you have. Blerg.

2011 Year in Review

Most listened to music: Florence and the Machine, Adele, The Band Perry, Sigor Ros, Mumford and Sons, Old Crow Medicine Show, & Horse Feathers

Songs on repeat: Don't Carry It All (The Decemberists), Someone Like You (Adele), Shake It Out (Florence), We Found Love (Rhianna), & If I Die Young (The Band Perry)

TV Shows: Pretty Little Liars, Revenge, Once Upon a Time, Survivor, Criminal Minds, NCIS, NCIS-LA, & Cake Boss

Favorite Books: Hunger Games Trilogy (Suzanne Collins), Delirium (Laura Restepo), Divergent (Veronica Roth), The Book Thief (Markus Zusak), &

Websites: DYAC, TFLN, DBPB, Roger Canaff, Cat versus Human, Adios Barbie, & Oatmeal


New Places Visited: New Orleans, LA; Telluride, CO; Black Bear Cabin, CO; & Estes Park, CO


Other Exciting Visits/Events: Jessalyn's wedding, Chicago visit in May, Beth & Trey's wedding, 26th birthday party @ Lana's, & Dad & Rhonda's visit

Kiddos: Talin, Shreyas, Ellie & Bea, & Asher & Zander

Lessons learned: (1) Trust my body and mind. (2) Struggles that repeat themselves are doing so to teach new things or remind you that you weren't listening the last time. (3) Family and Michigan mean more to me than I ever knew and the possibility of returning back there says nothing about my ability to live away. (4) Mistrusting people because of past hurts that didn't involve them in the first place ends up hurting the relationship; trust until that specific person proves that you shouldn't, then trust once more. (5) Gratitude is important and doesn't require something magical, special, or important. Every moment brings its own need for gratitude.

To Call Myself Beloved

I have a new blog as well!!!

http://tocallmyselfbeloved.blogspot.com/

365 days of gratitude.

I want to keep another blog where I can write just a few sentences each day, while keeping this blog for longer posts whenever brilliance strikes me.

Since you've drawn out these lines Are you protected from trying times?

Carve your heart out yourself
Hopelessness is your cell
Since you've drawn out these lines
Are you protected from trying times?

Man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has
Lord it takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all
Oh look now, there you go with hope again
Oh, you're so sure I'll be leaving in the end

Dig a ditch deep enough
To keep you clear of the sun
You've been burned more than once
You don't think much of trust

Man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has
Lord it takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all
Oh look now, there you go with hope again
But I'll be sure your secret is safe with me
Oh, you're so sure I'll be leaving in the end
Treating me like I'm already gone

But I'm not, I will stay where you are always
I will stay, I will stay, I will stay (all of now)

SHE SAID IT’S A SEASON WHEN EVERYTHING DIES: By Diane Seuss
for Lauren

and who am I to tell her otherwise?

The dog pulls me down the darkening street

toward a slender, blue-lipped moon that lies

concave upon its violet winding sheet.

I’ve tried to say the leaves are the trees’ hair;

like hair they will grow back, or like the skins

of coral snakes, dispensable. I swear

that fall can cleave from summer, conjoined twins

stuck together at the skull, severed,

so one can stay behind where all is green.

The other, maybe stronger, wearing her

white jacket, walks into cold, a queen

of complication, change, frost flowers, inflection,

of living fish beneath the ice, of resurrection.