Thanksgiving

So as another Thanksgiving comes to an end, I take a moment to think of the many things that I have to be thankful for. I know that each of us really do have many things to be thankful for, and if we only took a moment to recognize just one thing, the day would be a little easier. Thanksgiving is perhaps only an United States holiday, but it is one thing that we should do on a daily basis, give thanks for what we know we are lucky to have.

Finally

Through my life I’ve spent time searching for something that stood out, something that makes sense of the mess. I have finally found it, and it compares to nothing that has ever graced my life ever. I know that my life will never be the same, and that is ok, and that is the best thing that could happen…

Finally Now my destiny can begin Though we will have our differences Something strange and new is happening Finally Now my life doesn't seem so badIt's the best that I've ever had Give my love to him finally

~"Finally" By Fergie

Dead End

Life is full of roads that you must travel; unfortunately most of these roads are dead ends. You must not allow yourself to become jaded and start to believe that life is nothing but dead ends… if you come to a dead end you must retrace your steps and try another path; you never know what you may find, you may find your dreams.

This is a view of the Old Mississippi State Capital looking up from Capital Street in Jackson, Mississippi.

Love

I used to be cynical when it came to love, I used to believe that love was a trick that was devised to confuse man and entertain the gods. I was wrong, I truly believe that, I have been shown the error of my ways. I am not sure how or where it has occurred but I now know that love can exist and it can be the purest emotion that can be felt.

Knowledge

Life fills your mind with many different kinds of information; at times it has no choice but to overflow in beautiful waves of knowledge spilling into the world.

New

Everything feels new, I’m not sure how else to describe it. My days are better, my nights are wondrous… and my heart flutters. ..


If I could write the beauty of your eyes,And in fresh numbers number all your graces,The age to come would say 'This poet lies;

~ Shakespeare