Happy Wednesday!

Today feels like one of those lazy days where you don't want to do anything else but watch your favorite TV show and drink coffee and munch on cereal all day. For I am definitely in this mood today! I've already had 2 cups of coffee and feeling the rush of it! Which is why I'm using this energy to sketch up a few sketches. Its been awhile since I last painted or drew anything. So I guess I'll found out as the afternoon goes on how well my artistic skills still are. Happy Wednesday readers! ps-I've noticed in my blog manage area that my blog is mostly viewed in England and the USA. Thought that was pretty neat! But sadly enough my own country from where I'm from which is Canada, doesn't read my own blog...

please remember me, happily, by the rosebushes

ocean tides is all i dream of
your perfect smile and sweet words of whispers
cherry red blossoms fall by our sides
you kiss my cheeks softly - by the rosebushes
thoughts are tied with your many bracelets - specially that little leather green one.

From the lakeside to the shore, from the land to the dark sea, 

hold my hand - don't forget me

we're caught up by these rivers, brought down by the mountains
you start the motor, I rolled the window down and raise my hands, waved goodbye to all the neigherhood kids playing, i can almost hear the sun settling

silent conversations are all we speak
the way that you you look in my direction, I feel inspired to be
you're the picture I leave in my back pocket, my locket
so drive darling, drive darling, drive
we're like the morning freedom, saying goodnight to all our demons - I'll smash you're fears baby

with a patch of open road, we take over the world, lets go crazy!
cause love will tell us where to go
i know your ever changing thoughts, but what will you choose to share?
I'm the moon and you're the tide
and i want this with all my soul, so baby don't give up

though some days you draw into the skies differently

at the borderlines I hung my faith high
I always seem to i find myself waiting here
and i taste gold on my tongue, see why i search so high
when im asking for your hand, for when you're coming home
i will ask for so much more, to never leave me again
cause if i leave this town, i'll see mountains again
but if i can't see you, i lost it all my friend...

you always seem to forget, and I feel ever pending
a shadow always following
i wear that dress you love, the one that's long to my knees
how long do I try, my hope is wearing thin - my heart is waiting
please, don't forget me
and our love we share by the rosebushes

(simply and only a dream of you and me)

I wrote a poem for you
you didn't have to ask me too
i wanted too because i feel, that nothing else would be as real
l-o-v-e, hello lovely

you built a home for me
by the dock that you knew
you love me more then anything
i lay down my life again
l-o-v-e, hello lovely

Adversity is like a strong wind. I don't mean just that it holds us back from places we might otherwise go. It also tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that afterward we see ourselves as we really are, and not merely as we might like to be - from Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden

Five Simple Rules for Happiness:

1. soak in the word of The Lord everyday

2. free your mind from worries

3. free your heart from hatred

4. give more

5. live simply

L'esprit de l'escalier [French]

That feeling you get when you leave a conversation and think of all the things you should have said.

I guess it’s been a difficult year...

Candles aren’t lit yet

We just became friends
Friends again
I drove off my dreams
To make you real again

I hung my flag high
I won’t ever forget
Eating my pride
I taste gold on my tongue
See white from my eyes

And when I’m asking for your hand
But you’re coming home instead
I’ll ask for so much more
Never to leave me again

If I leave this town in ten
I’ll see mountains again
But if I can’t see you
I’ve lost it all my friend

I find it frustrating how overly polite I am to people, I mean seriously if someone purposed to me I would probably end up marrying them even if I didn't like them just because I wouldn't want to be rude.

The smoke in the night
the ash on the light
I think that it might be the best thing in sight
I know now I am right to
let you be consumed by the light

I know, love (well, I'm a sucker for that feeling.) Happens all the time, love (I always end up feeling cheated.) You're on my mind, love (Oh, sorta let him in when I need it,) that happens all the time, love, yeah.

Will she love you like I loved you? Will she tell you everyday? Will she make you feel like you're invincible? With every word she'll say? Can you promise me if this was right? Don't throw it all away. Can you all these things? Will you do all these things like we used to? (oh, like we used to)

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i know exactly how you feel
it doesn't matter what you say
i see the sun begin to set and we gotta get away

i got a patch of open road
i already miss you with all my soul
i think we gotta get away (love will tell us where to go)

As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. 

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. 

-Psalm 42:1-2

I don't know if I'll ever find someone like you

Make no mistake. I never stopped loving you, handsome. I just stopped expecting you to love me back. I have a million things I want to talk to you about. A million  things we have to talk about. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.

loved you yesterday

love you still

always have

always will

dig deeper you day light dreamer as I try to dig for you

my theme song for today

Today I woke up to a gorgeous mountain of fluffy pancakes stacked high with delicious berries and syrup! My dad was cooking away in the kitchen this morning! He whipped up this precious birthday surprise pancake cake with candles on top for me as I stumbled to the kitchen half awake and there sat at the table my fam, all smiles:) I definitely feel the love today. I'm ever so blessed with such love and such a beautiful family. Thank you Lord for them and the gift of waking each morning with a brand new day of being able to spend with them. How did I ever get so lucky? 

my attempt at a short story (forgive my poor grammar.)

I opened the windows and saw the night, the cold stars and the pine trees below my windowsill. Leaning out the windows old wooden frame, my eyes dazzled deeply into the stars above, they moved along the sky like dancing dreams of light, it was so beautiful, peaceful, serene. Closing my window I walked back to bed with the nights air following behind me, so cold and clear as it kissed my neck goodnight. I felt content and warm inside my bed as I could feel the soft purr of my cat breathing against my chest, as he crawled quietly upon my blankets, as I lied there staring at my ceiling thinking of the stars outside my window and the tall pine trees standing guard against the howls of the night. and then my cat suddenly awoke! He leaped off my bed and towards my bedroom door and down the hall. I sat up and stared at the lighten doorway and crept out of my bed and peeked across the silent hallway, wondering where my furry fellow friend ran off too. and so, a soft whistle i heard in that moment, it was coming down the hall, its echo moved along the walls and through the dried roses my mother hanged to dry that night. I tip toed quietly across the hall and there I found my older brother sitting on the steps outside the swinging backdoor. small trickles of gray smoke danced through the nights cold crisp wind as it slowly disappeared above his head. A cigarette in hand he held quietly, making no sound he sat there just breathing its smoke. He turned around and saw me standing there and smiled sweetly. His nose was red from the cold, he was wrapped up tightly in his winter jacket as a black scarf kept his neck warm. I smiled back and walked over to the screen door as my fingertips touched the frozen glass. he turned back around and made more clouds of gray. I opened the screen door, "Goodnight" I said as he replied back with "sweet dreams little sister." Walking back to my bedroom I crawled quickly underneath my warm blankets again. Trying to fall back to sleep was impossible though, now, for my mind couldn't escape the thoughts of what my brothers little clouds of smoke were creating for him.

The following morning welcomed our home with a warm kiss. and so did my nose, which woke me, to the smell of poached eggs boiling in the pots in mothers kitchen. Pancakes stood tall, stacked high on rosebud plates lined with silver linings, bleeding layers of syrups and whip creams. Chopped oranges and strawberries in bowls so sweet, how my stomach ached for such. With my fluttering feet running out of bed and down the halls I came to the kitchen with a halt, standing at the kitchens doorway I saw my brother who spent half his night breathing in a package's of little white sticks, he rubbed his eyes roughly an sat there at the table across from me. His blue eyes were sunken in his face, his breathing was slow, his hair was tied tightly in a bun with one of my pink elastics from my room. I sat there with a coffee in hand mother placed down for me, it heated my little fingers from mornings early frost. Looking down at my cup of warm coffee, I smiled and slid it across the table towards his cold fingertips. He looked up at me surprised, then a with a grin he wrapped his hands tightly around the warm mug, his once sunken blue eyes now turned into a sparkle, and that titled grin now turned into a smile.

love is when 

you can't stop looking at him

even if he never looks back.

I came to figure out that you know you can really trust somebody; when you don't have to talk
all the time to them make sure they still like you, or to even prove to them that you have interesting stuff to say. If they like you, and you like them, then stop stressing.

I've got a atlas in my hands, I'm gonna turn when I listen to the lessons I've learned.

there's a song that I heard today that brought me back to you. its tender words reminded me of your hands, how they felt so strong holding mine. I will remember your face, cause I'm still in love with
that place. cause when the stars are the only things we share, will you be there?
"I've got a plan," you said, "I know I'm young but I'm yours, I'm here in your heart. I was here from the start." Then there came the rain as it settled on your skin, but not like before when you let it all in, into your heart, it was the only part, from the start you were set apart. You said we're young, we're flawed, but we'll always be watching those same stars.

"when I saw you I feel in love and you smiled because you knew."-William Shakespeare