tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66932737194027085462024-02-20T17:48:03.328-05:00Sunday Morning SunbeamsMissy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-73509519495682037792012-06-25T16:11:00.000-04:002012-06-25T16:11:46.460-04:00my life and the way its gonna be<div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed">
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<span class="text_exposed_show">this really just got me thinking...especially right now while i am on the verge of this huge life change. i am so excited about moving with matt, and i am even more excited to see what this brand new part of our life is going to bring. </span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show"> i am going to miss home so much though. i wish i could package everyone up and take them all with me. but i've done a lot of thinking and i think this quote, and especially the part about how we lived together here while i've been home, that's what i am taking with me in my heart. this time i've been living with my parents....the times my sister and i have from pittsburgh, the nyc trips with my mom and sisters....the precious moments i've had with busia. these are all miraculous. they're our moments. they'll never be gone. they're in my heart. </span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show">now is the time for me and matt to start our journey. we're both so excited. i can tell by the number of times he calls me throughout the day....and the way he talks about the dogs.....he already has our whole summer break planned out. my goodness i am so excited. </span></div>
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i'm sitting down for the first time right now without anything to do. i just finished my school work for the week, i took my big certification exam this morning, my brain is just about spent. but i am reflecting on how much i have to be thankful for. i may have a lot on my plate right now....but who doesn't? and why do i feel like i am the only one who has a million and one things to do? <br />
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i've worked my buns off the last 18 months for school, and i have managed to keep a 4.0...why isn't that enough? i have the most supportive family, i have amazing friends, the best kind of love who happens to be my best friend....why do i insist on overlooking all of these things?<br />
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i need to be more present in my world. i need to stop...freaking....out. i almost can't stand to be around myself! <br />
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so today starts it. i need to realign my thoughts and know that i'm ok...i'll be ok...and that everything will eventually turn out ok. i'm going to find joy in every day. because when i project these happy, positive, joyful feelings out into my universe....magically, thats what the universe sends gracefully back to me. <br />
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it's amazing what a little quite time to ponder does for me. it brings me back my joy, my sunshine, my grace.<br />
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Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.<br />
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Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.<br />
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Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.<br />
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Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.<br />
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Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.<br />
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Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.<br />
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You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.<br />
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Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.<br />
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It's beautiful to me that something written so long ago can mean so much in the present. <br />
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Someone whom i've just met a few days ago told me tonight that i remind them of this poem. i came home and looked it up....and honestly, i love that they saw this in me. <br />
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over the next few days, i will try and be gentle to myself and to keep peace in my soul. i will surly need it come monday. <br />
Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-22630869878877156142012-03-28T07:28:00.001-04:002012-03-28T07:28:59.394-04:00love and other thingsoh my i have been gone for a long time. life has been busy. the weather was beautiful here last week and i couldn't get myself to sit down and type something. it felt so good to be outside and in the sun. also with my classes starting up again it's just been a little busy. <br />
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my trip to see matt is coming up in just a short 3 days! i cannot wait. and as the end of the school year approaches, so has the many conversations we are having about my move out there. it's all coming up quickly. i hope i am ready! it's exciting to think about starting a life with someone. starting a home. beginning a new routine with someone and learning a new place. it's really exciting. i cherish these conversations that we're having about how we want to make our home. he is very adament about buying a new house, i on the other hand, would be happy in a little one bedroom apatrment, but i guess since we are both 30, and turning 31 this summer, we should get started on making a home together. but the coziness and closeness of a little apartment appeals to me. i fel like a house just give way to more clutter and more reason to have "stuff" <br />
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after i return home, i think i am going to start listing my large things for sale online....and the other things like kitchen stuff, shelves, and decorations, i guess i'll take to a consignment store to see if i can earn money for them. moving across the country is expensive, so the less i have the less it'll be. i am trying to get away with moving with just my clothes, maybe one box of chderished things, and the dogs. we'll see how that goes.<br />
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<3 missy</div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-49010961073473347772012-03-11T22:28:00.000-04:002012-03-11T22:28:48.342-04:00unpluggingi haven't posted in forever...partly because i have been super crazy busy wwith school and work, partly because i have been out of town fir a little while, and partly because i feel like i haven't had anything really profound to say. <br />
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but today....i have been thinking of something. my laptop broke unexpectedly. luckily, i turned in my final project for school a few days ago, so i am done with school for the next 9 days. but after it happened, i suddenly felt like i was immediately out of touch with the cyber world. even though i had my prone working just fine right nixt to me. i felt like....oh my gosh....how will i get online? how will i check my email? what will i do without my laptop while it's being fixed? <br />
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now, one thing to know about me is that when things break that are out of my control or stop working for some reason (ie cars, computers, phones, etc.) i tend to lose my mind until someone (either matt or my family or both) brings me back to reality and calms me down. Last night, it happened to be my brother in law and my sister. i didn't freak out as much as i usually do, but they gave me good advise about who to take it to to fix it. so i did, but being that i wasnt in my home town, i had to wait until i got home today to take it to the geek squad.<br />
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they were very nice there and they helped me out as much as possible. they even saved me $100 in the process which i am grateful for. when they ran all the tests they couldnt find anything wrong....so they couldn't really fix anything. i was a little relieved thati didnt have to spend $200 to fix it, but a little scared that there is still something wrong and maybe they just didnt find it.<br />
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but when i brought it home tonight, and it wouldnt even turn on.....i just about lost it....thats when those feelings set in like i was immediately losing touch with the world of facebook and pinterest and my daily blogs that i read. <br />
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i called their 1-800 number and got some things figured out and had a plan....thats when the calm started to set in again. I sat down out in the living room with my mom and my little netbook (that's what i am typing on now) and i told her my anxious feelings about the cyberworld. i dont want to be that type of person. i dont want to check my phone ever 2.5 seconds for whats happening on facebook like i have missed something life changing. why have i become that? <br />
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i do not what this cyber world to have this much control over me. how many of the 190 friend on facebook do i really talk to? is there really that much that i am missing if i dont have access to facebook? it actually makes me sick to think i have become a person like this. <br />
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i need to unplug. i need to take this as a sign that these things do not and will not control my life anymore. i just dont want any part of it. i want to sit down and enjoy a book, or meditate, or hang out with my mom and my dogs, or maybe bake something delicious and healthy for my family to enjoy. there are so many more productive things i should be using my time for.<br />
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so over the course of the next few days...i want to start making a list. i want to list the things i could be and should be doing with my time rather than spending it checking my phone or on the computer. and i would love some suggestions on how to unplug. to get away from the darn internet for a little while. and how to get back to the way life was abd how it should be before the world of facebook, iphones, and being so "connected" all the time.Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-52938312620076966032012-02-20T08:37:00.000-05:002012-02-20T08:37:19.821-05:00letting goi thought this was beautiful and so thought provoking....<br />
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i try my hardest to practice 3 times a week. but sometimes, i miss and don't have the chance for one reason of another. i feel bad when i miss a class. i feel like i've missed out on time to spend on myself, on my body, and on my mindfulness. so when i came across this 30 days of yoga challenge on <a href="http://www.violetbellasworld.blogspot.com/">laura's</a> blog, i made sure to commit myself. if practicing yoga 3 times a week has improved my soul....just think what 30 days of yoga can do for me! i've been longing to make it a part of my everyday life for some time, and was thrilled that this opportunity came falling right into my lap.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">namaste everyone!!</div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-77679062227382532512012-02-14T14:03:00.001-05:002012-02-14T14:04:18.962-05:00happinessthis is so true. often times we are all so busy to stop and take notice when things are just plain good. right now, I am taking notice. through the madness of our crazy valentines day in kindergarten today, I had to stop and look. <br />
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through the craziness of my everyday life, the hectic but exhilarating trip to NYC this weekend, and everything else that i have going on each day, I am making sure to stop and take notice of the good in my life. <br />
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and this is where it will all go down! headed to pittsburgh today....headed to nyc tomorrow.....meeting up with my two sisters for some much much anticipated sister quality time. <br />
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it is so refreshing to spend time with them. the three of us couldn't be more different, but they just get me. i get them. we accept either other's views, we support each other's decisions. sometimes we are brutally honest with each other. other times, they are soothing at the exact times i need. they hurt when i am hurting, they're strong for me when i don't have strength of my own. <br />
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this has been a very long, draining, testing, and exhausting week for me in my personal life. the past few months have been this way. they give me space when i need it, and they give me all of themselves when i need them most. <br />
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i often find myself feeling guilty for this. especially in the last 5 months. i feel like i have been taking and taking and taking their offerings to me.....and i feel like i don't reciprocate enough. i have felt like this little lost puppy who constantly needs reassuring, strength, support, and their constant advice and motivation. it's hard for me to sit back and think of a time when i have been there for them. it's been just all about me since october and when have i given all of myself to them? have i been so blinded by my circumstances that i have been completely absent to their needs? i think this will be an intention i will explore from now on. am i present enough for them? or am i so selfishly consumed with my own thoughts that i have left their needs in the dust?<br />
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the best thing about them is that if i have done this......they will not even blink an eye about it. they have already forgiven me, they probably weren't even upset in the first place. and it's because of that, that i adore and love them from the very top of my head to the very tips of my toes. <br />
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</div><div align="left">seriously??? how can you NOT smile when you look at this photo.....it is pure joy. who ever knew that a camel could be so happy, and this little stinker baby....oh. my. goodness. i just want to take those cheeks in my hand and smoosh them all over the place. </div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">i'm feeling quite similar today! i am having a reiki session done this morning by <a href="http://www.satyayogaandwellness.com/wellness.html">Sona</a>, my yoga teacher. this is my first one. i've been looking forward to it for so long. i am really craving some balance these days, and i'm really excited to walk in with an open heart, and let the whole experience wash over me. </div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">i've also been staying at matt's mom's condo that looks over the lake. this has been a true blessing and gift. while i am so grateful that my parents have opened their house to me over the past year, i needed some time and space to just be present with myself, be quiet, and to have some space of my own to just breathe. the setting is perfectly me. quiet and calm with it's lovely view over the lake and the bay. i snapped this photo last night of the sunset. just makes you want to take a deep breath and take it all in.</div><div align="left"><br />
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</div><div align="left">my other source of joy, is that in just a very short 4 days....i will be driving to pittsburgh to sleep at <a href="http://justaddginger.wordpress.com/">heather's</a>, to wake up early to drive to the airport, to fly to NYC, to meet our littler sister rachael, to spend the weekend eating, shopping, and having some much needed sister time watching fashions (because it's fashion week there!) and enjoying the beauty of that magnificent city. phew!!!! i cannot wait!!!! i sorta wish we would have all taken off monday so that we'd have an extra day there......but i guess we'll just have to plan another trip (oh darn...) i'm so excited about it that i want to just jump up and down and, most likely, look just like that child in the photo with the camel!!</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">so there you have it.....JOY....on so many levels. pure joy!</div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-203057466370009272012-01-31T07:16:00.000-05:002012-01-31T07:16:34.106-05:00quiet courage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidb5-oBcu9wJdhasBZuPWyhP_7arXGM6hrSnqEuNXb7ZGk1WwXyFQAMygYbSYgq5aVe_Zy5SbDauw7_22sS5u70Yq9ygdJrUTyhIltZ1p4v2EhOSxUjV9KeICNhKQhBXq6IVaJpYGHQjLK/s1600/courage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidb5-oBcu9wJdhasBZuPWyhP_7arXGM6hrSnqEuNXb7ZGk1WwXyFQAMygYbSYgq5aVe_Zy5SbDauw7_22sS5u70Yq9ygdJrUTyhIltZ1p4v2EhOSxUjV9KeICNhKQhBXq6IVaJpYGHQjLK/s400/courage.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/173247916885216157/">via</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="left">today i will have quiet courage to get me through the day....and if that doesn't work, i will try again tomorrow</div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-63897576666168615842012-01-24T18:46:00.000-05:002012-01-24T18:46:49.754-05:00thoughts in my head<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKVBCAky_2MqseF9RslEKw4G2R38lPPJziGawaaMoLLlZrl-q-VUNV7PL6geIzAwrwEeXzst4a6jJYVnZmBld4dAHjGK9RBfSTK7ifThh0BJP7JrXqvrWQNMcvt8w7xx2SZZ0BD2UGxOVX/s1600/close+eyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gda="true" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKVBCAky_2MqseF9RslEKw4G2R38lPPJziGawaaMoLLlZrl-q-VUNV7PL6geIzAwrwEeXzst4a6jJYVnZmBld4dAHjGK9RBfSTK7ifThh0BJP7JrXqvrWQNMcvt8w7xx2SZZ0BD2UGxOVX/s400/close+eyes.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21088988">one</a>, <a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/20483207">two</a>, <a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/20236130">three</a>, <a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21722819">four</a>, <a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21634432">five</a>, <a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18527049">six</a>, <a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17667430">seven</a>, <a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/173247916885111808/">eight</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">the last photo is something that i truly try to tell myself every day. i think that even at age 30, i have so much to learn, so much to accept of myself, and honestly, so much more work to do. i guess that i felt that by the time i reached this age....that i'd have it all figured out. boy was i ever wrong. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">i think that this is a time when i am actually finding myself. i am more confident to pursue the things that interest me. i am stronger about branching out and doing things on my own. i am more comfortable spending time alone, and i actually long for it. as i am growing, i need more and more quiet time. time to reflect. time to accept. time to think. time to just be. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">lately, i have really wanted to just get away and spend some time alone. i was trying to do some searching on places where i could go away for a weekend all alone and just focus on myself. maybe get a massage, lay in a big comfy bed reading a book, veg out, take a hot bath, and just be quiet. the thought of taking time like that to myself almost brings me to tears. i think it would totally rejuvinate my soul and my mind. hopefully i will find a place very soon. because i am certainly on the lookout.</div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-40101861581797195322012-01-14T15:56:00.000-05:002012-01-14T15:56:18.127-05:00lost....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXZ81Nw42SD-M1IuAO-iUQOdlmZCNZ6piYs3RgCPlO5_fQf7Ktx-KJuBsyInUnVuNJxhgDk1kZWFueC8OoLmTh7QtkZkiLdhiEQr8FckmfdzcK4rfuIguAxJsFPnpQ2hPTnbI1fQjSUCad/s1600/Compass_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXZ81Nw42SD-M1IuAO-iUQOdlmZCNZ6piYs3RgCPlO5_fQf7Ktx-KJuBsyInUnVuNJxhgDk1kZWFueC8OoLmTh7QtkZkiLdhiEQr8FckmfdzcK4rfuIguAxJsFPnpQ2hPTnbI1fQjSUCad/s400/Compass_large.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/20805347">image</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="left">i was reading <a href="http://www.lostartisan.blogspot.com/">this blog</a> today and i came across this quote that touched me deeply. </div><div align="left"><br />
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">i'm not sure who said it, or where it originated from, but right now....this quote explains my entire being. I wrote it on my mirror, and i have to remember that whatever is happening, no matter what it is, i need to just trust that everything will unfold the way it's supposed to. </span><br />
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</div><div align="left">this is just about where i am at, at the present moment. it's all i can do to just be enough.</div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-77855669435378595972012-01-04T17:05:00.000-05:002012-01-04T17:05:26.783-05:00i won't give upthis song just touches my heart for so many reasons....<br />
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i worked hard in school, i fell head over heels in love, i wasn't scared to lean on family for help when i needed it, and i have learned many real and true things about myself. i have become a strong person. i have made friendships stronger, and i have learned to stand up for myself. <br />
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in 2012 i am trying to let go of old expectations of myself and to try to embrace who i am from day to day. i want to appreciate more of the simple things in life, and to just let go.<br />
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hello happiness......i haven't seen you in so very long.....please stay a while!!!<br />
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<div align="center">Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could. — Louise Erdrich from The Painted Drum</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><a href="http://pinterest.com/missyj0903/">all via</a></div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-48304296338454787722011-11-28T20:50:00.000-05:002011-11-28T20:50:34.781-05:00things unfoldedi closed my eyes today and wondered where my life is going. i am wondering if i am on the right track. i am wondering which step to make next because i am so uncertain on what my future holds. i feel like it was such a short time ago when i was struggling with this limbo stage of "where the heck is my life going", and here i am again, with the rug pulled out from underneath me, trying to figure out which way is left and which way is right, whether to look up or down, and whether to just start over or hope that true love really does conquer all.<br />
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i read this the other day, but why is it so so hard for me to believe sometimes?<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">i've been trying to say this to myself over and over. i hope one day it sinks in......soon....</div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-71658443145334256922011-11-27T15:47:00.000-05:002011-11-27T15:47:53.339-05:00well hello cuteness!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC29tM4DFDMyeOs0hASSnEnHEMjA28v35xY-VpXrjVbPYjcZBliDDsRzhO3l5MMP8qLVvjf3biModocaU1Ld8oDBYnRkBk5meQEblHSZUTuC2lXxnCM3-FrXEunIUu3Vn6RQDpI_8Fbj2B/s1600/IMG_0810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC29tM4DFDMyeOs0hASSnEnHEMjA28v35xY-VpXrjVbPYjcZBliDDsRzhO3l5MMP8qLVvjf3biModocaU1Ld8oDBYnRkBk5meQEblHSZUTuC2lXxnCM3-FrXEunIUu3Vn6RQDpI_8Fbj2B/s400/IMG_0810.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">**Ruby**</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left">this little girl is just about the best thing in my life. the fuzziest, the silliest, and the snuggliest. my my my isn't she a beauty! just when life gets me all upset.....this little smash face gives me a stinky breath kiss and all things are better. </div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">just thought i would share a little cuteness with you on this cloudy rainy sunday. and i just found two of the awesomest things to make her and her buddy winston and their cousins alfred and buddy from santa! i love christmas! more to come on those special surprises very soon!</div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-76652918079820251482011-11-19T17:10:00.000-05:002011-11-19T17:10:08.696-05:00moving forwardi have decided that i must begin to move forward. i have been stuck in such an ugly place over the last month. there are some things that happen in life that are just simply beyond your control. the only decisions that i actually do have control over are my own. because i have recently (and finally) just realized that, i am trying to turn over that pretty, fallen, autumn leaf. (i am making it an autumn leaf because i think they're the most beautiful...and hey, it's MY leaf to turn so I"M going to make it what i want it to me **wink**)<br />
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I am 30.....and though i am not where i always thought i would be at 30, through working on myself over the last 5 months or so, i have decided to take all of those silly plans i made for myself when i was 18 and throw them out the door straight into lake erie. <br />
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i want to start brand new. i am just finishing up grad school, and i feel like i can do everything i've wanted to do with my career once i graduate in may. i am feeling the urge to move to a new place. a place where i am new, anonymous, and can have a clean slate. a place that is perfect for me when i close my eyes and day dream. <br />
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though part of me is so saddened to feel like i am closing an extremely important chapter in my life, the other part of me feels anxious and ready to start focusing on myself for the first time in probably 7 years. i am finally making my wants and needs a priority to myself. no more putting those things on the back burner until i find the time. this is my time right now, and the sooner i realize this, the happier i am going to feel in the deepest parts of my soul that have been empty for so so long. <br />
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i am proud of myself. i have come a long long way and i have been good to myself. and quite honestly, it feels damn good. <br />
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</div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-67719792224449738012011-11-16T20:10:00.000-05:002011-11-16T20:10:30.336-05:00An Apache Blessing<span class="messageBody"></span><br />
<div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed">May the sun bring you new energy by day<br />
May the moon softly restore you by night,<br />
May the rain wash away your worries,<br />
May the breeze blow new strength into your being,<br />
May you walk gently through the world and know<br />
<span class="text_exposed_hide">...</span><span class="text_exposed_show"> its beauty all the days of your life </span></div><div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"><span class="text_exposed_show"></span> </div><div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"><span class="text_exposed_show">My aunt posted this on my facebook today. And with all of the struggles I've been going though in the last month....this touched my soul and spirit so deeply. I think i am going to get a canvas and print this on it and try to decorate it beautifly somehow. I'm not very artsy, but i will try for the pure fact that this warms my soul. </span></div><div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"><span class="text_exposed_show"></span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTgwOE-zdxQrUBYvqkv0ZIjbOnE3-bvlCzNC5HGvpX020u7v_6kURTgjP1F-hoy2iC6UTjF8UlxvYrnBWndKgbePvj_8lgCFHgcwUqoKJj0qTsio5D0nHe14vRfQOWS9Tv2e1YzHTQYcLq/s1600/hippie+pixie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTgwOE-zdxQrUBYvqkv0ZIjbOnE3-bvlCzNC5HGvpX020u7v_6kURTgjP1F-hoy2iC6UTjF8UlxvYrnBWndKgbePvj_8lgCFHgcwUqoKJj0qTsio5D0nHe14vRfQOWS9Tv2e1YzHTQYcLq/s640/hippie+pixie.jpg" width="478" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17801571">we <3 it</a></div><div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"><span class="text_exposed_show"> </span></div>Missy Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11669921258756311643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693273719402708546.post-24768209872541666282011-11-02T22:58:00.001-04:002011-11-02T22:59:44.142-04:00push oni've been quiet in this space for some time now. i haven't felt it in my heart to write anything much. my feelings have felt a little too personal to share with everyone. i am feeling stronger. every day, just a little bit stronger. i am finding time for myself and making some decisions based on me. i am proud of myself. at times i feel like i could break into a thousand little pieces, but i take a big deep breath, and swallow back tears sometimes, and i push along. i truely believe in love. big, deep, powerful love. and it comes in many forms from many kinds of people. <br />
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i revisited a <a href="http://imperfectbird.tumblr.com/">blog</a> tonight that i haven't been on in a while and i am so glad i did. i found this and i wanted to post it here tonight. i'll go to bed thinking this. and i'll be ok. <br />
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