Tis the season to be...free from writers block!

I feel extra pressure to make this blog post good considering my last one was sort of in the middle of a melt down. Writers block. A term I have randomly often heard, especially going through countless honor English classes. Yes I experienced it. Yes I am over it. AND Yes I hope to never, ever experience it again. I do not wish it upon anyone. For those of you who may have had the unfortunately pleasure to work with me this summer may have discovered my deep love for Christmas music. I secretly listen to Christmas music throughout the year (don’t tell my dad!).  I have also discovered that it is my cure to writers block. Just stick in Mariah Carey’s Christmas CD and it’s smooth sailing from there.  

While experiencing the all to unpleasant “block” I discovered many new, enlightening things about myself:

1.     My love for Christmas music was WAY deeper than I thought.

2.     I am a fairly decent cook (I haven’t starved yet, YAY!)

3.     I have turned a complete softy and cry almost everyday about things like abuse dog commercials, cute old people being lovey dovey, kind words, music and yes…even in touching school classes

4.     I am where I am supposed to be

5.     I still am a fairly decently consistent bowler

6.     I am majoring in the correct major, HOORAY!

7.     It’s hard to completely miss my best friend when I know he is in the right place, doing the right thing

8.     I feel no need or pressure to be constantly doing something (unlike Freshman year and I LOVE it)

9.     I am happy, because doing the right things, and always striving to be a good person has made me completely happy, happy, happy!

10.  I still want a dog

As I proofread my post, I can’t help but chuckle that I am finally settling into the real me, no additives or preservatives, and I could not be happier. I only wish me “settling” could’ve happened sooner! In short, everyday I try to live my life right, my life as a whole gets more perfect than I could’ve ever imagined. When I think of Christmas three things come to mind: Happiness, laughter, and my Savoir, Jesus Christ. As I do what I should those three words happen on the daily!  Its like I am living in the Christmas season each day. Sooo I guess all I really have to say is…..Merry Christmas!

My Passionate Tears

I am a softy. When it comes to happy endings, sweet reunions, unwanted goodbyes, death, and dogs I cant help but cry. I have probably cried in just about every dog movie that has come out (My Dog Skip, Marley and Me, Fox and the Hound, Lassie Come Home, and of course Hachi) My most recent cause of crying was in the movie Source Code, yes, that is the action packed train one. However, despite the action, my tears were free flowing. I used to get embarrassed when I cried at small things such as 90 year old couples still showing love, cute movies, or soldiers reuniting with their families but not anymore. As I sat in Source Code I did not hide my tears, I let them each run down my cheek. It made me think of all the times I have cried, whether it was because of hurt feelings, happiness, pain, goodbyes, dogs, undying love, or happy endings, each of those reasons that brought about tears are my passions. I am a very passionate person. Is it wrong to strive for happiness, undying love, or a happy ending? I cry because of my passion. So yes, I cry because of happiness. Yes, I cry because I love love. Yes, I cry because I want a dog soooo badly. Yes, I cry in movies. Yes, I cry at funerals. Yes, I cry at goodbyes. Yes, I cry. I cry, and I love it. So all you tear shedders of the world be proud. You show emotion, you show passion.  The world could use more passionate tears; to often we are caught in the hurried pace of life trying to find the quick fix or easy money. Find your passions, your loves and go for them. And don’t be afraid to cry along the way.