Wednesday, September 30, 2009

I Am From

I Am From
I am from a true country boy always hunting and fishing,
the on who took me to the old farm every Saturday.
From the hay bale throwing
and the cornstalk field looking for golf balls
with my over-excited sister.
Running up and down the barn,
scaring the cows in their tiny stalls.
I am from the great home-cooked meals every night:
beef stew,
chicken,
mashed potato.
I am from the noises and smells of chickens, pigs, and cows.
From the dog who will save me
if I'm ever in danger.
I am from the old running shoes that get older every season.
The pain and injuries,
the rest and the exhaustion.
From love and hate...
boyfriends and best friends.
The cool walks at night while the sun is setting.
I am from the little mobile home,
the hot summer days jumping under the gopher-shaped sprinkler,
going to the beach every birthday,
the crazy sweaters sent by a crazy old grandmother.
I am from always being able to find the positive side.
But no matter what,
I am from something beautiful.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Fearless

Don't fear anything because I am here for you.
Never go crazy looking around you because I am your conscience.
I will help strengthen you...
Then soon enough I will help you completely.
Let me lend you a hand.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

If there is one thing that you should know about me it is that I can be shy, nice, mean, quiet, loud...every emotion possible just like everyone else. I have fears from my past that really shaped me. When you first get to know me don't think of me as the "quiet" girl or something. Take time and learn more about me. Don't be judgy and judge a book by its cover. I like to be the one that everyone likes and the one that everyone wants to talk to and come to for advice for. It's hard for me to come out of my shell and open up and trust the people around me because I'm afraid of only one thing...that people talk.