but loving him was red.

Let's play a little game.  I'll say a word and you say the first word that comes to your mind. Ready... RED. Now some of you may say words such as "apple", "wine", or "shoes". Others may say "roses", "hearts" or "lipsticks". Me, and Taylor Swift, we would say "Love".  Love is Red.  Red is Love.  Love … Continue reading but loving him was red.

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dead hearts are everywhere. dead hearts are everywhere.

I'm pretty sure I speak for every single girl (and probably boy too) when I say that being single isn't easy- especially during the holidays.  There just something about the falling snow and twinkling lights that elicits PDAs, even without the help of mistletoe.  It's not that us singletons are bitter or jealous, but rather … Continue reading dead hearts are everywhere. dead hearts are everywhere.

late at night i toss and turn and dream of what i need. i need a hero. i’m holding out for a hero ’til the morning light.

I'm just going to say it.  I'm going to tell to tell you how it is.  How it's always been.  Like rapid spitfire, here are the facts of my life.  My love life- or lack thereof.  Like a game of 21 questions, I'll give my answers- without any questions being asked.  Okay, here it goes: I had my first "boyfriend" within … Continue reading late at night i toss and turn and dream of what i need. i need a hero. i’m holding out for a hero ’til the morning light.

october 6, 2011: today’s epiphany

Since I'm not entirely awake enough to write a post tonight, I thought I'd share what I posted on the Live.Love.Learn.Breathe Facebook page.  Please do me a favor and "Like" the page.  I'd love to find out who actually reads this little blog of mine and get more feedback from you as my daily wake-up/work/school/sleep/repeat- routine … Continue reading october 6, 2011: today’s epiphany

capture it, remember it; but don’t hold on hoping to relive it.

So I haven't been doing too well with dates lately. (And that's putting it nicely.)  Besides knowing Max's birthday (July 11th), I promise you that I hardly remember the day of the week.  But according to the desk calendar in front of me, today is Monday, July 18th.  How did I not realize it until now? How … Continue reading capture it, remember it; but don’t hold on hoping to relive it.

sometimes moving on with the rest of your life starts with goodbye.

With no intentions to write about last night's dream, I'm now finding it impossible not to since it's been on my mind All. Day. Long.  Yes, one of those that really stings the heart and cannot be forgotten with a little coffee therapy.  In fact, if I remember correctly, I woke up startled last night … Continue reading sometimes moving on with the rest of your life starts with goodbye.