To love and feel something... Is that so wrong? I want wake up the next morning knowing that that's where I'm supposed to be. Knowing that it's where I belong
To me, love is a feeling of magic. A feeling that is rare that comes every so often. I do not take that word or feeling lightly, therefore I tread carefully. To love often is not love, but rather an infatuation or a reassurance of self. A justification of some sort.
To love is knowing that you belong there. That you're opening your eyes to your best friend. That your soul is home where their home is.
That to me, is an extraordinary love.
Sunday, September 25, 2016
To love and feel something... Is that so wrong? I want wake up the next morning knowing that that's where I'm supposed to be. Knowing that it's where I belong
To me, love is a feeling of magic. A feeling that is rare that comes every so often. I do not take that would do or feeling lightly, therefore I tried carefully. To love often is not love, but rather an infatuation or a reassurance of self. A justification of some sort.
To love is knowing that you belong there. That you're opening your eyes to your best friend. That your soul is home where their home is.
That to me, is an extraordinary love.
To me, love is a feeling of magic. A feeling that is rare that comes every so often. I do not take that would do or feeling lightly, therefore I tried carefully. To love often is not love, but rather an infatuation or a reassurance of self. A justification of some sort.
To love is knowing that you belong there. That you're opening your eyes to your best friend. That your soul is home where their home is.
That to me, is an extraordinary love.
Saturday, January 2, 2016
2015
Dear 2015,
You've been all sorts of things to me. You've been my best friend, my enemy. You've been been my teacher and also at times, my bitch. You've taught me the biggest lessons I've ever had the privilege of learning in my life thus far. You've taught me how to be strong, selfless, understanding and what it is to have good character.
With you, I've suffered a lot of hurt. But, with hurt came compassion. I lost two great loves in my life with you. The first being my father, which happened over the summer. The second being me, which happened over the course of losing my father. Once I lost me, I lost it all. I lost you, 2015. I forgot who I was and once I forgot, I had no direction. No hope and no spirit... it was gone. How I wish i can capture back those months of haziness. Months of self pitty and sorrow. Months of being pathetic and loss of self worth.
It wasn't until recently until I slowly started to rediscover myself. I slowly started emerging back to life, back to the surface and back to basics with the ending of you, 2015.
So to you, I say thank you. Thank you for all that you've taken from me. Thank you for all that you've given me. I am forever indebted to you for making my life amazing with everlasting memories that in which cannot be replaced. For the people that you've thrown and taken out of my life for the good and for the better. For the fun and excitement with the people I've come to love most and hold dearly to my heart. For all the pain you've caused and for allowing me to hit what I call, a solid rock bottom. Without you, I would not be me. Thank you for building me.
With that, I bid you farewell 2015, with a sweet goodbye and a kiss to follow. I now welcome you, 2016.
Love Always,
Helen B.
You've been all sorts of things to me. You've been my best friend, my enemy. You've been been my teacher and also at times, my bitch. You've taught me the biggest lessons I've ever had the privilege of learning in my life thus far. You've taught me how to be strong, selfless, understanding and what it is to have good character.
With you, I've suffered a lot of hurt. But, with hurt came compassion. I lost two great loves in my life with you. The first being my father, which happened over the summer. The second being me, which happened over the course of losing my father. Once I lost me, I lost it all. I lost you, 2015. I forgot who I was and once I forgot, I had no direction. No hope and no spirit... it was gone. How I wish i can capture back those months of haziness. Months of self pitty and sorrow. Months of being pathetic and loss of self worth.
It wasn't until recently until I slowly started to rediscover myself. I slowly started emerging back to life, back to the surface and back to basics with the ending of you, 2015.
So to you, I say thank you. Thank you for all that you've taken from me. Thank you for all that you've given me. I am forever indebted to you for making my life amazing with everlasting memories that in which cannot be replaced. For the people that you've thrown and taken out of my life for the good and for the better. For the fun and excitement with the people I've come to love most and hold dearly to my heart. For all the pain you've caused and for allowing me to hit what I call, a solid rock bottom. Without you, I would not be me. Thank you for building me.
With that, I bid you farewell 2015, with a sweet goodbye and a kiss to follow. I now welcome you, 2016.
Love Always,
Helen B.
Friday, October 16, 2015
Monday, July 20, 2015
Goodbye.
Goodbye to the first man I ever loved.
Goodbye to all the times I spent in your arms. To the times I felt protected by you.
Goodbye to the presence that gave me encouragement to succeed.
Goodbye to his jokes that made absolutely no sense. To the things that he'd say that would make me question whether to laugh or not.
Goodbye to the one who taught me the values of love & respect.
Goodbye to the person that help build the kind hear that I have today.
Goodbye to the man that never gave up on me no matter how many times I screwed up.
Goodbye to a man that always remained true to his dreams no matter how long it took to accomplish them.
Goodbye to the multiple, annoying phone calls that I'd receive everyday just so he can tell me to go visit him and how much he missed me.
Those phone calls. How I wish I can get one last phone call. To hear your voice one last time. To hear you tell me how you missed me or just any nonsense you wished to tell me. Because it wouldn't be annoying & it would no longer be nonsense... It would be the best conversation I've ever had with you. It would be my most cherished phone call.
But, you're no longer here to do that. You're no longer here suffering in this thing we call "life". You're in a beautiful place where God can help you watch over me. In a place where life no longer means here on earth, but in the beautiful clouds and heavens above where you've been granted wings.
So goodbye dad, goodbye for now. Goodbye until you once again visit me in my dreams. Goodbye until we finally meet each other where I too, will have wings.
I love you dad.
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Untitled.
The moment when she realized that she might possibly be in love...
Life became brighter, it was no longer black and white. It became a life splashed and filled with color.
All the endless possibilities of what life could be like never seemed so much closer and clearer.
Her heart began to burst with wonder. Pure joy had finally once again hit her like an asteroid coming in at full speed and exploded with magic.
It was the kind of joy that only love can provide. The kind of wonder where you might believe that heaven can be a place on earth.
The flowers that withered began to grow and blossom once again. The ice box within her chained soul began to melt and break as the love that she once felt and longed for was now at the face of her door. She could no longer contain her silence. She was in love.
Life became brighter, it was no longer black and white. It became a life splashed and filled with color.
All the endless possibilities of what life could be like never seemed so much closer and clearer.
Her heart began to burst with wonder. Pure joy had finally once again hit her like an asteroid coming in at full speed and exploded with magic.
It was the kind of joy that only love can provide. The kind of wonder where you might believe that heaven can be a place on earth.
The flowers that withered began to grow and blossom once again. The ice box within her chained soul began to melt and break as the love that she once felt and longed for was now at the face of her door. She could no longer contain her silence. She was in love.
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
Happiness
Your happiness should not be determined by the hands of another.
You are in charge of how you feel, of your destiny and how you choose to go about life.
You are in charge of your mind and the choices you choose to make today, tomorrow and throughout your life. You control the results and how you choose to the life you want to live.
So for today, choose to be happy. Because only you and you alone can determine how you feel.
Live Happily -Helen B.
You are in charge of how you feel, of your destiny and how you choose to go about life.
You are in charge of your mind and the choices you choose to make today, tomorrow and throughout your life. You control the results and how you choose to the life you want to live.
So for today, choose to be happy. Because only you and you alone can determine how you feel.
Live Happily -Helen B.
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