I choose to be me.
I choose to be happy, I choose to be sad.
I choose to forgive, I choose to forget.
I choose to remember, I choose to hold on.
I choose to have the last word, I choose to drop the issue.
I choose to turn the other cheek, I choose to throw the first punch.
I choose to be the dancer, I choose to be the singer.
I choose to be the center of attention,
I choose to stand in the shadows.
I choose to have an opinion, I choose to not care.
I choose to forget the fact that I choose.
So many times I think we forget that we are the deciders of our own actions. We may be influenced by so many things, yet those things do not make our decisions for us. Yes, they may affect it in a way, but no decision in out of our control. Outcomes of those decision and choices can't be determined by us. So I guess this is my new mid-year goal.
I choose to be happy; I choose to try; I choose to live
Monday, June 27, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
To Dream...
Today I went up to Salt Lake to watch my brother graduate from Boys State. I went up thinking that it was going to be a boring program that I would have to suffer through (but I obviously I was there to support by brother). For the most part the program was pretty dull. A bunch of old guys talked about the friends the boys had made and how great they were. How ever there was one talk that really got my attention. The previous year's boys had elected a boy with cerebral palsy (I think that is how you spell it) to be their Governor, giving him the opportunity to come back had lead this years boys. He started his talk by singing "The Impossible Dream" from the musical Man of La Mancha. It must have took a lot of confidence and courage on his part to stand up in front of all those people and give a speech that was hard for most to understand. He talked with so much convictions. He believed in his words so much and I could see how much they meant to him. I was so touch by the way the boys acted toward him. Often times I see high school boys acting immature and sometimes cruel towards those that are different than they are. Yet the light in his eyes and personality reflected upon these boys and the audience members.
I guess what I am getting at is the fact that this boy who probably battled invisible giants his whole life with this physical impediment and came out victorious in many peoples eyes. Many of us don't have to tilt at such windmills. I want to inspire people and bring out an inner light as this boy did.
To dream ... the impossible dream ...
To fight ... the unbeatable foe ...
To bear ... with unbearable sorrow ...
To run ... where the brave dare not go ...
To right ... the unrightable wrong ...
To love ... pure and chaste from afar ...
To try ... when your arms are too weary ...
To reach ... the unreachable star ...
This is my quest, to follow that star ...
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far ...
To fight for the right, without question or pause ...
To be willing to march into Hell, for a Heavenly cause ...
And I know if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest,
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm,
when I'm laid to my rest ...
And the world will be better for this:
That one man, scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage,
To reach ... the unreachable star ...
I guess what I am getting at is the fact that this boy who probably battled invisible giants his whole life with this physical impediment and came out victorious in many peoples eyes. Many of us don't have to tilt at such windmills. I want to inspire people and bring out an inner light as this boy did.
To dream ... the impossible dream ...
To fight ... the unbeatable foe ...
To bear ... with unbearable sorrow ...
To run ... where the brave dare not go ...
To right ... the unrightable wrong ...
To love ... pure and chaste from afar ...
To try ... when your arms are too weary ...
To reach ... the unreachable star ...
This is my quest, to follow that star ...
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far ...
To fight for the right, without question or pause ...
To be willing to march into Hell, for a Heavenly cause ...
And I know if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest,
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm,
when I'm laid to my rest ...
And the world will be better for this:
That one man, scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage,
To reach ... the unreachable star ...
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Sweet Surprises
You know how have gotten flowers many times in my life, for many different reasons. There is just something about getting some anonymously that just made my day.
I just wish I knew who they were from so that I could thank them because they were gorgeous.
To my anonymous Valentine:
Thank you for making one of the most seemingly lonely days, a little more special for me.
I just wish I knew who they were from so that I could thank them because they were gorgeous.
To my anonymous Valentine:
Thank you for making one of the most seemingly lonely days, a little more special for me.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Roses are red, violets are blue..
Valentines day is tomorrow.... hurray (spoken sarcastically)
What a useless holiday, it is only good for spending money and stuff (oh, and for showing that special someone how much you care). However for all of us single people out there this holiday isn't much of a celebration, but more so a reminder of what we couldn't achieve. The sappy couples all around us just show us what we are missing.
Well, I say, who cares. Lets celebrate the fact that we can be happy with the point in our lives that we are at. Let us be happy in our current state of singleness.
For those of you who are not at this status, think about this... Valentine's Day comes around once a year, hopefully your special someone is there for you more than that. So why take special care on one day, why not make everyday Valentine's Day. I am sure this is not a novel idea, and I am not the first one to say it. It is just a small remind. Random act of love go along way, especially when they are not expected or anticipated.
Happy Valentine's Day
Oh and to the rest of us, Happy S.ingles A.wareness D.ay! hehe
What a useless holiday, it is only good for spending money and stuff (oh, and for showing that special someone how much you care). However for all of us single people out there this holiday isn't much of a celebration, but more so a reminder of what we couldn't achieve. The sappy couples all around us just show us what we are missing.
Well, I say, who cares. Lets celebrate the fact that we can be happy with the point in our lives that we are at. Let us be happy in our current state of singleness.
For those of you who are not at this status, think about this... Valentine's Day comes around once a year, hopefully your special someone is there for you more than that. So why take special care on one day, why not make everyday Valentine's Day. I am sure this is not a novel idea, and I am not the first one to say it. It is just a small remind. Random act of love go along way, especially when they are not expected or anticipated.
Happy Valentine's Day
Oh and to the rest of us, Happy S.ingles A.wareness D.ay! hehe
Labels:
Happiness,
Heartache,
Love,
Relationships
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
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