My Journey

Sunday, August 10, 2008

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You doI was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
Brandi Carlile

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Dos Homes

2 weeks of green grass, my mom's food, my dad's humor was just what I needed to feel centered again. In spite of a 6 hour layover in Minneapolis, I returned to NYC feeling calm and ready for the coming weeks of training and the rapidly approaching school year.
The Boy (who is now the Fiance, but that's another story...) met me with flowers and sushi and with the NY skyline in the background, it couldn't have felt more like home.
There's so much to say and tell but sometimes there's too much life to be lived to preserve the moments as they pass....so someday the stories will be told....but for now, I'm off to living.

Best quote from the time home:
Aaliyah pulls a protractor out of the drawer and asks me what it is.
"A protractor," I say.
"What does it do?" she asks.
"Measures angles," I say.
"Oh," she said. "Did you know it makes rainbows, too?"