Telling myself to let go of the catastrophic thoughts that try to entangle my brain while also trying to release the chaos that is trying to surround it and just make it think clear. My beautiful yet complicated mind. Me
God, I often come to you in despair, sometimes in joy, sometimes to talk and sometimes to cry. I often wondered if you heard me and sometimes I still do. But I know that you are listening and I know you know what I need.
You gave me the ability to love art and photography and my family and people. Abused animals and children are what I hurt for the most. People say why do bad things happen? I don’t always know but I know that we have free will. When a person does something bad, you are blamed first.
Why? You gave us minds to think on our own and to choose our own paths. if a person kills, steals, rapes. abuses or other horrific things, it was a choice they made. I sometimes question you and ask, “Are you listening? Don’t you hear my cry?” But yes, you do. I just don’t always have the patience to wait out the answer.
I am human and sometimes God, I get mad at how the answers turn out and I get hurt when I have asked and it doesn’t come to be. But then, I am human. And we know how that goes. So I just wanted to say that even when i am unsure, yes, I know you are listening and sometimes, when I stop long enough to give you a chance, I feel you there.
Random quote: I am proud of who I am and what I have become. The sweat and tears it took to get there and the love I found along the way.
We search all of our lives for the impossible dream.
Only to find it was there all along.
It wasn’t money, it wasn’t fame, it wasn’t popularity.
It is a smile from someone who cares,
the soft blow of a breeze or the love of a child,
the sound of ocean waves as they roll onto the white clean sand,
The song of a bird,
or just the joy of being loved.
Mine and I love making memories out of photos.