Thing 3: My Parents & Me

Somehow I managed to skip thing three: 

Every time I think about or write about how I feel about my parents, I cry.  They mean the world to me.  When I was a sophomore in college I wrote my mom and dad a letter telling each one how much they meant to me – my eyes looked as if they should have been swollen shut.  So I’ll sum this portion up in a poem or two.

Dad’s Special Place by Unknown

Mother is all that is noble and fine,
And all that is right and good.
She richly deserves every sonnet sung
To her glorious motherhood.

And when Mother receives some acclaim
The whole wide world is glad,
But away down deep in every heart
There’s a place that is just for Dad.

We may not shower him with praise
Nor mention his name in song,
And sometimes it seems that we forget
The joy he spreads as he goes along,

But it doesn’t mean that we don’t know
The wonderful role that he has had.
And away down deep in every heart
There’s a place that is just for Dad

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This poem isn’t long but I don’t think anyone will ever know how I feel about my dad.  He means the world to me and maybe I don’t tell him enough but I appreciate everything he does for me – I hope one day I can begin to pay him back.

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Mom By Unknown

You gave me life, & then you taught me to live
You gave me everything you had to give
Nurturing, loving, and ever so caring
Teaching me things like manners & sharing
My mentor, my protector, & my best friend
You stand beside me through thick & thin
Giving me courage and strength to go on
When life gets rough & everything goes wrong
You share my laughter, you share my tears
You share my hopes, my dreams and my fears
Standing behind me with whatever I choose to do
I could never ask for a better mom than you

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Me and my mom, it seems, can never see eye to eye, but I love her!.  She knows how to push every one of my buttons but without her I’d be nothing at all.  One day I’m going to be just like her. =)

Thing 4 : 10 Tips to 16 Year Old Me

When I was 16, I was a shy overachiever, always working and in love.  If I could talk to my 16 year old self I would say:

1. “Please, don’t fall to hard, you’re young and he won’t be around for long”
2. “Stop working so much, sit back and smell the roses”
3. “Don’t beat yourself up.  You aren’t perfect but one day someone will appreciate you for who you are.”
4. “NEVER stop writing!”
5. “Don’t cry so much.  You’re beautiful, inside and out.  Sticks and stones may break your bones but words will always teach you”
6. “Stop being afraid to get to know people. you’re amazing! The best friends you’ll ever have are the ones you least expect”.
7. “Eventually, every heartbreak you feel will be worth it”
8. “When you’re 20 — NOT HIM”
9. “Appreciate your family as often as possible, you only have 1.”
10. “LOVE — Like you’ve never been hurt”

 

This post has me thinking back to my teenage years about a lot of memories and people.  It’s funny how time flies and how people you never expected to leave are gone.

 

– Ms.Guided

 

Thing 1: I’m Good At Being Random

20 or so random facts about me in a not so poem form 🙂 .

I always thought I would be the tallest girl in my class, until about 5th grade when all the boys began to shoot up like bean stalks in country fields…I would stare at my legs as if waiting for them to ascend me into the clouds, it never happened, instead I grew in a different direction forcing me to wear extra clothing and not run as fast (1)….from then on the world looked different to me–I began to realize that life got complicated…Fast forwarding a few puberty-esque changes and years later, I watched the world spend around me, as I sat in a 2 story home in the suburbs of Chicago waiting for something to put me in motion (2)….My name is an unimportant piece of my story, I am a college educated lover of all things not related to my major(3)…I am sugar spice and everything above and beyond, only you would only know that if you  new me extremely well or you didn’t know me at all(5) ,

Being shy is my natural aura(6), I used to think that I was destined to live alone with nothing but a stack of notebooks and untold stories (7).  Ironically – this is halfway true.  Aside from my not so average friends who pop in and out and my overly sleepy hardworking boyfriend, I pretty much stick to myself (8).  Ever since I was about 9 I have been writing short stories, poems, songs and anything else with words.  It’s ironic that I went to school for Engineering, instead of journalism (9).  This blog is my not so grammatically correct way of rekindling my love for writing and just as a release (10).

Aside from everything else, I am a perfectionist(11).  When I was in 8th grade I told my parents the local high school wasn’t good enough and I singed up to test for a magnet school nearby (12).  The term overachiever fits me extremely well also (13).

Here I am, a 22-year-old master’s student (14), waiting for my life to unfold before my eyes.  I’m slightly afraid for what tomorrow may bring and kind of excited.  Although, I’m hoping that sometime in the near future tomorrow brings me a new Teacup Yorkie named Prince or EJ (15).

In order to sum it all up: 5 things that I have figured out about myself over the last year…

1. I am extremely honest to people I care about and If they know me – nobody should be shocked by what I say…It’s only because I care
2. It is hard for me to build relationships with people I don’t know.  I haven’t mastered the art of small talk yet.
3. I really want a pen pal (Odd I Know)
4. I plan to start a non-profit organization in the near future because the state of the world is driving me insane.
5. I enjoy the idea of having a family.

Until Tomorrow Loves,

Ms.Guided