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Simply Fixed

My nephew Conroy is so special to me. As young as he is I often find myself learning little life lessons through him. The other day he made me think of how simple things are made okay for him. He was so sad and not having a good time at all and all we had to do is give him a watermelon rind to suck the juice out of and all his problems were solved.
This picture taken quickly with my iPhone shows him completely okay and content, but the “leftover” tears give evidence of the earlier sadness. It made me think that maybe sometimes I should let the simple and sweet things in life make me feel okay. It’s not always as complicated as we seem to think.

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Sitting on the Bench

It’s such a weird feeling to be so much a part of something and yet really have no part at all. I know that doesn’t make any sense, but if there is someone out there feeling the same way they will know exactly what I mean. It’s the feeling of sitting on the outside looking in. You’re there and everyone knows you are, but it doesn’t matter. Everyone is moving along in life and it just feels like you’re sitting on the bench outside staring into the window of everyone else’s life.

Music: A personal take.

“Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.”
–Victor Hugo

I remember a conversation I had in eighth grade with a few of my girlfriends. One of them asked if we would choose to be blind or deaf if we had to choose one of them. I, within a second, answered that I would choose to be blind. Although I am very thankful for my sight, the thought of never hearing another note, melody, or a beautiful lyric is something I couldn’t and still cannot imagine.

I believe that music is one of the greatest gifts we have been given. Music has been and always will be a huge part of my life. It conveys stories and feelings in a way nothing else does. I personally think that music is an important outlet and that it is a main pillar in society. I don’t think people realize how important it really is. Just imagine taking music out of movies, or just out of everyday life. I creates thoughts, feelings, and connections between people. The only way that I can explain it is that it is simply a gift and that it cannot be defined.

Music it a very personal thing. Everyone relates to it differently. Music helps me remember, and it lets me forget. Sometimes music is the only way I can express certain feelings. There are so many songs that force me into a mood of nostalgia that puts me at ease, and then there are others that just help me cope with stressful situations in life. When I am sad, there is music. When I am lonely, there is music. When I need to focus on work, there is music. It is my pit stop in life, and once I’m good to go again there is music again.

I think I have made my point. Music is a HUGE part of my life and I do not know where I would be without it. If there is one thing I cannot understand it is when someone can say that they don’t care for music. That is a foreign thought to me.

In My Head

No, this is not a post about the Jason Derulo song. I decided to do a general update on the last few months, and just write about whatever. I know that there are a few people that come here from time to time to see if I’m still alive, and what I’m up to.

As per a few of my previous entries, there have been a few rough spots in the last few months. A young girl that I had the privilege to mentor, and be a friend for,  passed away. It was sudden for me, and I still think about it daily. Her and I shared a special connection, and the time I spent with her was often a time of progress and personal growth for both of us.  I had the honour of speaking with her parents. I shared with them what my relationship with their daughter had been, and I was happy to maybe grant them a little bit of closure. This whole experience has been one of sadness, and it has not been easy, but I do not regret making myself available to her to begin with. It was an opportunity that I was given, and did my best to make it beneficial for her, and yet, I think I learned just as much as she did; probably more.

I have this overwhelming desire to write “I bought an awesome new camera” over and over and over again. I am pretty much very excited about it. It was a chunk of money that I had to hand over, but I think (with the help, and encouragement from others) that it may end up being a good investment. Some awesome surprise early birthday money also helped relieve some of the financial dilemmas I was freaking out about. Overall I am really happy about it, and I hope that I can do well with it. I am feeling good about it, and I am eager and excited to learn everything that will come with this adventure. I will be posting a separate blog about it when it arrives, in all it’s beauty.

The cold season is approaching and with that comes the invitation to feel depressed. I don’t hate winter, I really don’t. I think the trigger for the dark feelings come simply because it is dark all the time :). I leave for work when it’s dark, and it’s getting dark when I drive home from work. Oh the joys of living way north in Canada, the land of hockey, polar bears, and igloos.  As far as snow is concerned; it’s a love-hate relationship. I like it, but the mornings that I am greeted by a foot of snow on my Jeep… those are the mornings I am not very in love with the whole idea.  One thing I am excited about is the northern lights that come out on the (very) cold, clear nights. I am hoping to maybe get some good shots of them.

I feel like I am in grade 2 again. My grammar and sentence structure in this blog post leaves something to be desired. Please forgive me.

I think that will be all for tonight.

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