all the time in the world.

"I saw them standing there pretending to be just friends, when all the time in the world could not pry them apart."

-Brian Andreas

Old McDonald had a Farm.

This past week I was nannying a few of my favorite kids in the whole world. We decided to take a little trip to the petting farm. Here are a few photos of the fun adventure we had.

Welcome Back Leah.

Well it has been quite some time since I've last posted. So for my homecoming I have decided to share someone very dear to my heart. My friend Christina Jane, is a inspiring photographer and one of my most favorite people. She asked me to take some photos of her for her new website. Here are a few favorites.

Write.

I long for the days when I use to just sit at my desk and write, write, and write some more. I use to love filling up journals, and writing on scraps of paper and stuffing them in any drawer or book that was closest to me. What has happen to my simple joy of writing? Where has my aching to express gone? In attempt to get my drive back, I am going to start writing the first thing that comes to me again. So blog, it is time to once again be my empty canvas of expression. It is time to let my words be the color, and my sentences be the strokes of my life. It is time to create, to let go, to be come a mater piece. No matter how chaotic or disorganized. You blog will again have a purpose. And I know in my heart beauty will surface out of the messiness of life.

Bliss

Have you ever had a moment in time, when for one split second everything perfectly ok in the world? You didn't feel pain, or fear, and you weren't burdened by the little insecurities and problems of the world. And for that one second it was as if the world stopped and suddenly everything was beautiful.

I had this moment yesterday as I sat outside on a warm spring day watching the sunset with the sounds of my sweet friends laughing ringing all around me. And it was true bliss.

Indeed we have learned.

As I stared down at the circular scar left on the inside of my foot, I felt a sharp rush of pain. Not from the scar, but from the mistake attached to it. Where did I go wrong with you? And why is there a scar to remind me? It's funny to think how parallel a scar and a mistake are. Both caused by pain, both leaving a mark. However the beauty of scars is the simple fact that they show healing. Even though a wound never completely goes away, it repairs itself to the best of it's ability, and the wound is covered by something new. Much like our mistakes, although the memory of our mistake will stay with us, the pain will eventually become new, and all that is left is a mark showing that we indeed have learned, and that is really all we can ever do.

Current state of mind.

Bells will ring.

Last night my beautiful older sister got engaged to a wonderful man. Tears flowed from all our eyes, the second she said yes. It was a perfect setting for a engagment that had Chad and Erin written all over it. Set up on the porch of my sister's favorite historical house in old town San Juan, Chad asked Erin to be his forever. The candles shined in the rain, and Skinny love by Bon Iver played as they had their first kiss as a engaged couple. We all screamed of joy when we popped our heads out from behind the bushes. The night continued with a huge party with everyone so dear to Erin and Chad's heart. Erin and Chad, you two are my two favorite people in this entire world, and I couldn't imagine anyone more perfect for each other. I love you. Congrats.

Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da.

Lately I have been amazed of how this crazy thing called life works out. Everyday we are faced with pain,love,hurt,betrayal, laughter, and friendship. I have come to realize all of these things find away to intertwine themselves to push and challenge you. To make you grow up, and to teach you. through the emotions we face daily we are shaped and form into the human beings that our Creator has called us to be. And even though it is hidden in the dark clouds, I have decided to seek the silver lining of it all. Because after all life goes on..

Hello old friend.

Dear Blog,

I am very sorry I have been neglecting you lately. It has just come to my attention that I have not posted in a very long time, so let me tell you what is happening. For the past week, the campus has been one giant rain storm. This might come to a surprise, because it never rains in California. I have to say, I have been enjoying the rain and taking in all its wonders. There is something about the rain that just makes me want to snuggle up in my bed, drink hot tea, draw, have long talks with friends, and eat cup of noodles. And to be able to have an excuse to do all that, then I am perfectly ok. And as I sit in my cozy little dorm, I am going to use this time wisely and think about my next step, and how I need to let go of many things holding me back. Well blog, thank you for listening.

Welcome 2010

I was lucking enough to get to ring in the new year with some very dear friends. The night was filled with laughter, love, and joy. And I wouldn't want to spend my new years with anyone else then the friends I had beside me.