Colbie Caillat – Try

Is there anything you feel is imperfect about you? Anything you wish you could change? To swap with someone else? Maybe it’s your green eyes with gold specks. Or those crimson swatches of freckles on your cheeks? What about those highly arched brows that seem to reach endlessly to the sky? Or those untameable curls you inherited from your dear grandmother? We all manage to find imperfections about ourself that we believe must be masked with make-up, perms,concealer, mascara; anything we can get our hands on.

But maybe sometimes we don’t have to try. Don’t have to hide or conceal. Don’t have to stand behind a cover we’ve created for ourselves.

When you’re by yourself, do you like you? For who you are? For what you stand for? For what you believe is to be right? For whom you love and care for? For what you strive for? For what you hope to attain one day?

Give Thanks

Life can be really hectic; at instances where you may expect it the least. However busy I may get, I still stop and give thanks. Why? Because without Him, we wouldn’t be here at all. Healthy and strong, striving to put away each day with the utmost satisfaction and pleasure we can hope to obtain.

In one month, my world had been turned upside down. From the peace and calmness of tranquility I had been so used to for the past six months, deadlines and perfection to succeed had replaced it. But it also brought a sense of belonging and drive that I had been so dearly missing ever since that day which brought stagnant objectives.

I hope to be able to somehow balance life, love, friendships, happiness, thankfulness, and joy to those around me. Including those whom I only get a glimpse of as I pass them by on my commute home, or through the halls. You never know, even a friendly wave could brighten someone’s day when they’re feeling the lowest of lows.

I give thanks, because He provided. I give thanks, because He deserves our acknowledgement. I give thanks, because of each passing day being a reality. I give thanks, because He is always there. I give thanks, because I can.

I give thanks.

Nighttime wonders

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Nights are where I seem to have the most to say, because I’ve collected thoughts throughout the course of the day. Sometimes I wonder, what if I hadn’t been born as me? What if I had been born as someone else, somewhere else in this world. Would I have met the people that I have? Would I have done the things I’ve done? Would I be happier? Or not quite as? There are so many “what-ifs” in this world that I’ve grown accustomed to not wishing for any over-dos.

To be honest, I’m content; very, for everything that has happened. Either if it had been happy, sad, overwhelming, regretful, or even tiring and wishing I could forget that moment entirely. But sometimes it’s the fact that we are humans, and not having everything that we wish for to happen that makes us different; more special. We have to remember the memories of our past, continue that which we are doing in the present, and look towards the future.

It’s these times at night that I look toward the stars and somehow see a map of how my future will look. I always have the feeling that it will be “bright, unknown, and overlapping with many that I love and will love”.

I hope you all have a wonderful night. Tuck in and pull those dreams that much closer.

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Pillars of strength

Like the many pillars that surround this tree, holding it, supporting it, against all that may try to break it down, we all have close ones that do the same. So don’t ever take advantage or forget them, because one day they might just give up on trying, as it seems to make no difference anyways, they presume. 

Like the many pillars that surround this tree, holding it, supporting it, against all that may try to break it down, we all have close ones that do the same. So don’t ever take advantage or forget them, because one day they might just give up on trying, as it seems to make no difference anyways, they presume. 

Careless

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Being back home, surrounded by family, is an amazing feeling. These were the people that I’ve grew up with, experienced the newest of new with, surrounded and supported by love and propelled forward towards anything that was deemed possible. Being able to hug and just speak with them without the need of technology is a great feeling.

Carelessness is an attribute that many deem wrong. Though there are many with this worthless trait, it can be hard to let loose of. It creeps behind everything you do and makes you worry two worlds over wondering what could’ve happened if you had tried just that much harder.