Sunday Funday!

I'm absolutely in love with my newborn niece, Cecelia Ivy Pahl.  This Sunday I celebrate her coming home (or maybe tomorrow, lol).

Re-birth

Happy New Year all!

I was happy to ring it in with friends, family and the excitement around the coming of my sister's baby.

  We all feel so blessed to have each other.

New adventures await us all.  It's up to us to embrace them and have the courage to endure or embrace changes when necessary.

Enjoy life!

Rainy Days and Mondays

Happy December 1st! Don't you just love this time of year? (Complete sarcasm).

Everyone loves a good vacation, especially me.  I wish life was just a big vacation, traversing different unknown places constantly.  What joy that would bring me!  I have had my fair share of very unpleasant and downright frightening experiences, though.  From getting lost in distant countries to encountering machete wielding soldiers and driving through monsoons, I have feared for my life more than I would have liked to. Even through daily life at home, events can lead you out of your daily routine and make it feel like you're in unfamiliar territory.   Yet through every unexpected experience you learn something.  My love of travel will never be diminished.  Maybe it's just the rebel in me, but I'll never fear venturing off of the beaten path.  Adversity builds character, right?  I'll always weather the storm...

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“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.” ― Haruki Murakami 

Time is on my side

Yeah here's a sappy one for ya, but I think this resonates with everyone at one point through space and time...  And that's the truth ya'll.

Time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is
Now you always say
That you want to be free
But you'll come running back (said you would baby)
You'll come running back (I said so many times before)
You'll come running back to me
Oh, time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is
You're searching for good times
But just wait and see
You'll come running back (I won't have to worry no more)
You'll come running back (spend the rest of my life with you, baby)
You'll come running back to me
Go ahead, go ahead and light up the town
And baby, do everything your heart desires
Remember, I'll always be around
And I know, I know
Like I told you so many times before
You're gonna come back, baby
'Cause I know
You're gonna come back knocking
Yeah, knocking right on my door
Yes, yes!
Well, time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is
'Cause I got the real love
The kind that you need
You'll come running back (said you would, baby)
You'll come running back (I always said you would)
You'll come running back, to me
Yes time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
Time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
Oh, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
I said, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
Oh, time, time, time is on my side
Yeah, time, time, time is on my side

-Courtesy of The Rolling Stones

Many the Miles

Insomnia sucks, as I'm experiencing right now, but it has its perks. Such as quiet time to think and explore thoughts and formulate ideas, travel through the conscious, what have you.  As I sit here I think of one of my favorite poems that embodies this concept: Robert Frosts' "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening".  Yes it is an old go-to, so much so that I remember choosing to recite this piece for speech class when I was in the 6th grade.  It seems like a simple winter's evening journey by a weary traveler, but it also alludes to life and the ruts we get stuck in where we just want to slow down and take in our surroundings although knowing we have obligations to fulfill and a path to forge. 

"Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep".

- Robert Frost

 

Oy vey, I'm tired...

Metamorphosis

My word for the day!
To describe metamorphosis I would say that time keeps ticking and we keep changing. We move along with it with the pace of a hare or the pace of a tortoise.  Every now and then the form you take on surprises you.  I may be the turtle one day and the hare the next.  Time will only tell what we can achieve. 



It was half past six and the hands were quietly moving forwards.”
― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

Tbt (Throw Back Thursday's)

A poem I once wrote reminds me of who I was, where I've been, and how its shaped me.  Here's a tbt for ya.

Hold My Hand

"Sometimes I need a shoulder to cry on
Sometimes I need a friend to dance with
I may need to laugh or cry,
Sing or sigh
But through all of these emotions
I'll always appreciate
Someone holding my hand"

Not Shakespeare, but I try...