Found again

Christmas day has passed away

All gifts have been unwrapped

Children playing for hours with toys all new

The day was fully packed

With food, candy, and love so true

All hearts are filled with forgotten dreams

Where they have slept for oh so long

Soon joining once lost teams

They move through the throng

Of unshaken, now fallen leaves

Where had they gone

How are they back

Why were they lost

Now to start again

To joy in the unknown

Flee into something unfound

Something in the core

Just the corner round

Never let it fully be forgotten

It has seeped back into the center

A fount below what I know

A spring in the depths of me

I see finaly for the first time

What my heart knew all along

News in my life

Some major changes have happend in the past while for me and I am now about to divulge. This will deffinetly be some of the biggest news I put on this blog.

I have a boyfriend! I Have A Boyfriend!

Why is this big news? I know some of you out there are asking yourselves "what could possibly be so great about that, she's 25, of course she has a boyfriend, she's probably had many a boyfriend" Well folks your wrong, this is the first boyfriend I have ever had. Oh, I've had crushes but never have I had a guy who has said "Yes, I am your boyfriend". I am amazed at how well this makes a girl feel. I am also amazed at how it has not fully sunk in nor will it for awhile.

Haveing been single my whole life I have never experienced what it is like to have someone out side of my family, someone who is closer than anyone else has ever been, proud of me, or think I am great. And not because he has to or feels obligated but just because he does. I have to admit it is at times beyond my comprehension. Nor have I been so proud of showing someone off to all my friends. I can't wait to have them all meet him. He is coming out here late on the 26th and will be spending a large portion of his Christmas holidays with me, Yay.

I had waited till now to let this news fly across the world into all countries and into many a home for I wanted to be sure that he was okey with it. So as you can see he is. His Name you ask? Nathaniel. Where does he live? In Manitoba (the worst part of it all). What does he do? He is a cellist in university. How did we meet? That one is far too long for this blog. So for now I will leave you with the joy of this new found information.

Beauty

Beauty is always said to be in the eye of the beholder. I really believe this to be true. You see when I stepped out my front door to find even as little as two centimeters of snow on the ground my heart swelled with joy. I have reason to believe that as my boss set foot out her front door her thoughts were no where near mine. She, along with many others, do not love the snow as I do. She would rather there be green grass and warm sunshine always. I agree these things are beautifull but I find they are more wonderfull when they come after a long time of white. I also find the white so much more wonderful than all the brown that is this town. Winter with no snow is like summer with no sun. Sad and depressing.

Soon it will be christmas and this is a most glorious christmas for my loved ones are comeing out from Manitoba. Some for two days (which is more than I had hoped for and does not disapoint me one bit), some for more and some for later. This christmas I will snowboard in the mountains, eat wonderful meals, and even have a birthday party (which is a month late according to most traditions but when you are cellibrating a birth for the whole of the year then it does not matter when the party is). Only three more days of work and then the holidays start to flow. I am a happy girl in my lightly decorated Watership Down. Now I shall go and figure out how I will organize these wonderfull holidays.

Lifes' hard times

I am reading a book right now by George MacDonald. I have read this book before but was in need of reading it again. You know how you read a book once and realise even as you are reading it for the first time that you will read it many times again. You know that you will never fully grasp the conscept and yet this very fact about the book makes you love it even more. It is called "Phantastes", a fantasy in fairy land. A tale of a man who falls many times but keeps on going.

The passage that has struck me this time is in chapter 10, paragraph 4.
"From this I was partly aroused by a glimmering of white, that, through the trees on the left, vaguely crossed my vision, as I gazed upwards. But the trees again hid the object; and at the moment, some strange bird-song, with constant reptitions of the same melody, but what sounded like a continuous strain, in which one thought was expressed deepening in intesity as it evolved in progress. It sounded like a welcome already overshadowed with the comeing of farewell. As in all sweetest music, a tinge of sadness was in every note. Nor do we know how much of the pleasures even of life we owe to the intermingled sorrows. Joy cannot unfold to deepest truthes, although deepest truthes must be deepest joy. Cometh white-robed Sorrow, stooping and wan, and flingeth wide the doors she may not enter. Almost we linger with Sorrow for very love.

It is strange when we look back on life remembering the sorrows and the joy that has come from knowing them, then when again in such a time we fear it shall never end. When in the sorrow we fight to be out, but it is even that very fight that will cause us to see the joys. Wars are rememberd not for the joy of the blood shed but instead for the joys that could come from such sufferings. When one is cut they know that to be heald is better where if one never gets cut they will never know how blessed they truelly are. I am truelly blessed this I know without a doubt.

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Been awhile

It has bee sometime since I have said hello to all my faithfull readers. If you are loosing faith I understand, there is not a whole lot to hang onto anymore when it comes to this page.

Well Christmas is around the corner so I've been told. In some ways it seems so close in others so very far away. Time is relative. The sooner you want something to come the longer it seems to get here. I have done the staff christmas party which went better than I expected. We went to a dinner theater where Grease was performed. There is a movie I do not recommend nor the musical stage performance.

I saw it years ago and never had a desire to see it again. I thought now that maybe I had been mistaken in the story line but NO, it was the same story and the same disapointment. Inocent girl falls in love with disgusting hands on guy, she is upset by his aditude and decides she doesn't need him. All the kids in school think she's treating him badly so she decides to become a skank along with all the other popular girls to win back her man. The End. DUMB That's what I call compremising ones values.

Now I have since heard that West Side Story is a very good movie/musical and now would like to see it. I never bothered to see it, I think, because I was afraid it would be the same as the afor mentioned movie.

That's it, that's as deep as I'm going to go today.

Keep looking

I would just like to recomend to those of you who have not yet bought me a birthday gift that you can continue to look back at my list, for it is ever growing. My birthday has since passed and I am now 25 but I am leaving my birthday season open all year this year. For those of you who don't do well with dead lines you now have 365 days to catch up. Of course the birthday list can be transferable to christmas, easter, and any other holiday one wishes to celebrate with gift giving.

In other news, my birthday was one of the best I have ever had. I happend to have very good reason to head out to Manitoba for a short weekend visit. I flew out on my birthday and was back the monday after. I would like to thank all involved for making this one of the best birthdays I can remember. There was even a cake and small but wonderfull surprise party. The last time I had a surprise birthday party was when I was five. My family brought me over to my Uncle and aunts (found out later we went there just in case my Aunt went into labour with my younger cousin, that way my folks could just stay cause they were going to care for the rest of the kids. She did go into labour) and there it was all these yellow decorations. Even the cake was yellow with a cute littl girl in red pockadot dress, napkins, plates, standing decoration on the table all the same theme. They had a special chair in the living room for me to sit in while I opened my gifts, streamers coming down from the ceiling on all four corners of the chair. Don't remember what I got just that I felt like the most loved little girl ever. Both these partys will be rememberd forever. 5 and twenty years later, 25.