Battlefield

<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="color: #444444; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: orange; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">“<span class="quote" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Tragedy blows through your life like a tornado, uprooting everything, creating chaos. You wait for the dust to settle, and then you choose. You can live in the wreckage and pretend it’s still the mansion you remember. Or you can crawl from the rubble and slowly rebuild. Because after disaster strikes, the important thing is that you move on. But if you’re like me, you just keep chasing the storm. The problem with chasing the storm is that it wears you down, breaks your spirit. Even the experts agree, a girl needs closure.</span>” </span></b></span></span><br /><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="color: #444444; line-height: 21px; margin: 10px 0px 0px; padding: 0px;"><tbody style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><tr style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><td style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px 10px 0px 20px; width: 1px;" valign="top"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; color: orange; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">—</span></span></b></td><td class="quote_source" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" valign="top"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; color: orange; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Veronica Mars     </span></span></b></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0dedGgTmA18/UQB55tKk4bI/AAAAAAAABSI/3jJZhvQEews/s1600/awwe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0dedGgTmA18/UQB55tKk4bI/AAAAAAAABSI/3jJZhvQEews/s320/awwe.jpg" width="320"></a></div><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">After a few weeks of not blogging, i decided to write something that's kinda connected on hardships in life mine to be exact. *winks. </span></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">I don't know, but it feels like I'm on a battlefield, a warzone, yess, that's life. You see, I have my moments too.. On the outside everthings seems so perfect, but if u really cared to look more closely you'll see how messy can things get. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: medium; font-style: italic;">I have to be strong. I have to.</span><span style="color: #444444;"> </span></b></span></span></span><br /><div><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="background-image: url("http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hIL5zhY-Sdo/TclSxUImLSI/AAAAAAAABCs/6eTHr6fRdGs/s400/blockquote-bg.png"); color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin: 5px 0px 5px 10px; padding: 10px 5px 5px 10px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"></div><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I was asked once, why do you have to be so hard to understand? And I was like have you ever really tried to understand me because it's not rocket science to know why.</span></span></b></span></span></blockquote><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uf04w7tDHHA/UQB55lmYEZI/AAAAAAAABSQ/-l99VgFCD6A/s1600/hh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uf04w7tDHHA/UQB55lmYEZI/AAAAAAAABSQ/-l99VgFCD6A/s1600/hh.jpg"></a><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">In these tough times you will really know what should stay in your life && what you have let go</span><span style="line-height: 21px;"><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>. The only things that keeps me going is knowing why I should put up with all these madness, is that problems are only existing if you're afraid to solve them. </b></span></span><span style="color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">I'm not the melodramatic type, i guess for the past months I'm not but sometimes there will be a point in your life that seems unbearable. It's exhausting to think that probably it will never go away. I just wish for it to stop, but i know </span><i style="color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: orange; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">i'm stronger than this.</b></span></span></span></i></span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"></div><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="background-image: url("http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hIL5zhY-Sdo/TclSxUImLSI/AAAAAAAABCs/6eTHr6fRdGs/s400/blockquote-bg.png"); color: #444444; line-height: 21px; margin: 5px 0px 5px 10px; padding: 10px 5px 5px 10px;"><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">I'll get by from this phase.. </b></span><b style="color: magenta; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Happiness is a choice <3</b></span></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/24532632/374332_324072787613108_293287477358306_1052648_318867795_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; color: #4990cc; float: left; margin: 0px 1em 1em 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"></span></span></a></div><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #444444; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"></span></span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #444444;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjInpcuODSw/UQB56rtSHCI/AAAAAAAABSU/PbfvyOMiHbs/s1600/jhj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjInpcuODSw/UQB56rtSHCI/AAAAAAAABSU/PbfvyOMiHbs/s320/jhj.jpg" width="320"></a><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">I'm fighting the urges. I'm fighting the demons that are inside of me && the voices inside my head telling me that i'm not good enough. (stay strong) I know, it’s hard to do but i need to. The thing is, i know i don’t deserve all of this pain. I don’t. </span><span style="color: orange; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">I deserve to be happy & to have an actual shot at life. I'm good enough. </b></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">I'm perfectly me. Everyone is different, and that’s what makes me so effing special.</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="line-height: 24px;"><b> :-) </b></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y42WQGdbfC0/UQB54Uiw1oI/AAAAAAAABSA/S28CGj5PJIw/s1600/dty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y42WQGdbfC0/UQB54Uiw1oI/AAAAAAAABSA/S28CGj5PJIw/s1600/dty.jpg"></a></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: large; line-height: 27px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #444444;">I’m not a sad depressing person, I think this is just for now. Quite opposite actually. I believe I’m quite happy and bubbly most of the time.</span></b></div><span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b><i></i></b></span><br /><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 26px;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div></div>

Battlefield

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Engagement Dinner

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTVcNmsU0Pc/UP4zxslsAeI/AAAAAAAANxA/NvQQR4CBx_g/s1600/IMG_8359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTVcNmsU0Pc/UP4zxslsAeI/AAAAAAAANxA/NvQQR4CBx_g/s640/IMG_8359.jpg" width="426"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">My baby sister got engaged over the weekend.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Ah, those words! I can hardly believe it.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">She is glowingly happy and we celebrated with an engagement dinner last night. </div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Just the love birds and us. </div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Well that and by taking loads of engagement pictures. </div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">It was a ball!</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Happy engagement again you two!</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNavRchVbAM/UP4xsaQTbrI/AAAAAAAANtU/429q97EmVPU/s1600/IMG_8361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Engagement Dinner

My baby sister got engaged over the weekend. Ah, those words! I can hardly believe it. She is glowingly happy and we celebrated with an enga...

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Christmas

<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">From the second we arrived home to Canada we were completely wrapped up in all things Christmas.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The smell of fresh pine boughs greeted us in a gust of cold air as soon as we opened the front door.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Every warm and cozy hall in my parents house was truly decked with boughs of holly, and with ornaments, and with nativities, and with sprigs of red and gold. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Candy and nut trays were filled (and kept filled I might add) and set out in strategic locations for easy access throughout the holiday season. </div><div style="text-align: center;">And our welcome home dinner of brown sugar roasted salmon, sweet potatoes, and Brussel sprouts also seemed somehow wintery and festive.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Every sense was feasting on all things Christmas from the get go.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The card playing started that very evening, right after dinner. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We hit Christmas in full swing.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Typically it is difficult to keep the momentum going when you have such a delightfully perfect start to a holiday, but each day home was more fun, more family filled, more lovely than the last.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nearly every night we welcomed another family member home with cheers, and hugs all around.</div><div style="text-align: center;">So the house was in a steady and constant stream of increasing bodies, gifts, and laughter.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was as perfect a Christmas as ever I can remember.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It reminds me just how much I ache to have them all living so much closer -- everyone move to Utah already! </div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish that they were around for the casual day to day stuff. </div><div style="text-align: center;">For running to the grocery store, or going on walks, or meeting up for lunch, those low key last minute type of things. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't help but feel like we are missing out a little.</div><div style="text-align: center;">But the trade off is totally worth it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Because a couple of times a year all 18 of us come home and live under the same roof.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And it may be short lived, those few weeks together, but never does it feel more like we are a family then when we are spending those late nights and early mornings together.<br />All the talking, and laughing, and planning our days together. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Staying up until 3:30 in the morning playing games, then watching movies, then in hysterics in the living room over less than nothing, none of us being able to break away and actually go to bed.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cooking breakfasts, and lunches, and dinners, and cleaning up, and sitting around in our pajamas, and playing games all day and into the night, and talking each other into doing things we don't want to do but end up having so much fun doing them anyways. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't imagine not ever living all together again, even if it is just for these few short weeks a couple times a year.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's just like old times.<br />But maybe even a little bit better. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>

Christmas

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2013

<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SpkbjMVDvc/UOyEzF3l9bI/AAAAAAAANsw/07WF4Y6LQRI/s1600/Screen+Shot+2013-01-08+at+1.41.59+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SpkbjMVDvc/UOyEzF3l9bI/AAAAAAAANsw/07WF4Y6LQRI/s640/Screen+Shot+2013-01-08+at+1.41.59+PM.png" width="536"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is my mantra this year. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will repeat these words slowly and deliberately anytime I am faced with my deep ingrown tendency to want everything to be perfect. </div><div style="text-align: center;">This, I have come to realize, is my greatest enemy in accomplishment. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Goals, projects, organization, there are examples everywhere I look -- around our house and on our computer -- of things that have yet to be perfected, and so instead are simply left undone. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">With that in mind, our goal this year is to be gadget free after 6:00pm.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing electronic after six, or all day every Sunday. </div><div style="text-align: center;">(with the exception of phone calls)</div><div style="text-align: center;">With this new acceptance of less than perfect results, and hopefully extra time in the evenings, </div><div style="text-align: center;">2013 is shaping up to be the year of getting things done! </div><div style="text-align: center;">That is the goal anyways.<br />Wish us luck!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>

2013

This is my mantra this year.  I will repeat these words slowly and deliberately anytime I am faced with my deep ingrown tendency to want eve...

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Happily Ever After

<span style="background-color: white; color: orange; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;"><i>"And away to his castle we'll go, to be happy forever I know"</i></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: orange; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;"><i>-Snow White</i></span><br /><div style="border: 0px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; padding: 0.6em 0px 0.2em; text-shadow: rgb(68, 68, 68) 0px 0px 4px; vertical-align: baseline;"></div><div style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; vertical-align: baseline;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">-Do you believe in "happily ever after"?</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-De3aK2kwkT4/UOvE7tfw7TI/AAAAAAAABPQ/kqZmW1dDixo/s1600/book-dreams-magic-photography-princess-Favim.com-136843.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-De3aK2kwkT4/UOvE7tfw7TI/AAAAAAAABPQ/kqZmW1dDixo/s400/book-dreams-magic-photography-princess-Favim.com-136843.jpg" width="400"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div><div style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 4px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></div><div style="line-height: 15pt; margin: 0in 0in 18.45pt;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #444444;">On growing up, most of us heard the  "Fairy Tale"s that are usually read to children & we learned a lot from them. We learned to fear the big bad wolf, and to “stay on the path”. We learned not to go into the homes of strangers and eat their porridge or test their beds. We learned not to cry wolf, not to eat apples given to us by strangers, and we came to know that beauty lies within. </span><b><span style="color: orange;">We were taught to believe in magic!</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 15pt; margin: 0in 0in 18.45pt;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #444444;">But there was one thing we may have absorbed from fairy tales that may not have served us so well. We came to believe in the possibility of </span><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><b>“happily ever after”.</b></span> <i><b><span style="color: orange;">The prince wakes the soon-to-be-princess with a kiss, the glass slipper fits, the frog turns back into a prince and the beast becomes a prince – you know the drill. They unite and they live happily ever after.</span></b></i></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 18.45pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><div style="line-height: 15pt;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SRLpP35p1kQ/UOvE9M2-rCI/AAAAAAAABPg/kS_6LjNPIHI/s1600/fashion-girl-photography-princess-romantic-Favim.com-202596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="221" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SRLpP35p1kQ/UOvE9M2-rCI/AAAAAAAABPg/kS_6LjNPIHI/s320/fashion-girl-photography-princess-romantic-Favim.com-202596.jpg" width="320"></a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #444444;">When I was growing up, </span><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>I used to dream about meeting the one,</b></span><span style="color: #444444;"> <i><b>walking down the aisle and being together for a long time and being happy together.</b></i> I remember many times going to many weddings with my aunt, watching the woman in her glorious white gown grace down to her prince charming, looking ever so happy.</span><span style="color: orange;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"> It was what I wanted; it was what I promised myself I'd find when I grew up.</span> </b></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;"> I love that look people get when they’re thinking about someone they love. </span><span class="apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">That dreamy eyed, surfacing smile, floatyyyyy look. I love their blinks &&& how it looks like they’re brushing stars away from their sight. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">I love the hesitant breathing. </span></div><div style="line-height: 15pt;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 15pt; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2GLg1HP_z0/UOvE7pZ2p1I/AAAAAAAABPM/4doOq_9jTOg/s1600/Couples-love-19612031-500-375.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2GLg1HP_z0/UOvE7pZ2p1I/AAAAAAAABPM/4doOq_9jTOg/s320/Couples-love-19612031-500-375.png" width="320"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; line-height: 15pt; text-align: center;"></div><div style="line-height: 15pt;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15pt;"><span style="line-height: 21px;">Then heartbreak came && that showed me that even though others hurt you it doesn’t mean that the next one will. </span><b style="line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">No matter what you have gone through you always have to give the next person a 100% because love is a risk.</span></i></b></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 21px;"><span style="color: #444444;">You take that chance of opening yourself up and letting your walls down knowing there is a chance you could get hurt again. </span><b><span style="color: orange;">At the same time the reward of finding someone that makes you happy and completes you seems to out weigh that risk of getting hurt. </span></b></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large; line-height: 21px;"><b><i> Remember, e</i></b></span></span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14.4pt;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">ven the idea of a happy ending has its ups and dOwns</span>. </b></i></span></div></div><div style="line-height: 15pt; margin: 0in 0in 18.45pt;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTxPA5fWWWw/UOvHcH2z3DI/AAAAAAAABRA/JTYRkWpHHxc/s1600/2878351221_1cac7b78ab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTxPA5fWWWw/UOvHcH2z3DI/AAAAAAAABRA/JTYRkWpHHxc/s320/2878351221_1cac7b78ab.jpg" width="320"></a><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14.4pt;">If you're going to ask me if i believe in "happily ever after" I would say</span><b style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14.4pt;"><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"> YES. I absolutely believe in “happily ever after" with work involved. </span></b><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14.4pt;"> Nothing worth anything comes easy. There will always be an issue that pops up that will need work. Doesn't mean you cant be happy you just have to work together to be happy. </span></div><div style="line-height: 15pt; margin: 0in 0in 18.45pt; text-align: right;"><b style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14.4pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;">UI'm a dreamer. A lover.  A wisher. I believe in "happily ever after" & Someone who doesn't stop standing up for what I believe in.</span></b></div><div style="line-height: 15pt; margin: 0in 0in 18.45pt;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0i8zhdSytgs/UOvE9jr4l2I/AAAAAAAABPs/1QrioBcpj3M/s1600/tumblr_lsi367ccX91r2xkwpo2_r1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="272" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0i8zhdSytgs/UOvE9jr4l2I/AAAAAAAABPs/1QrioBcpj3M/s320/tumblr_lsi367ccX91r2xkwpo2_r1_500.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320"></a></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">For every that happens in world you have two choices.<b> If there's something you can do about the problem then do it. Just making the effort to do something to solve the problem will immediately make you feel better about the problem and your worries will decrease. & the other one, if there's nothing you can do about the problem then learn to accept things for how they are and deal with it</b>. There is no need to fret or become anxious about a situation for which there is nothing you can do. </span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><b><i><span style="color: #444444;">Life is what you make it. That requires effort and a fairly clear definition of "quality of life". You are the architect of your lifestyle. However,</span><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"> it does take two to tango as they say, so it takes two to make a life together,</span></i></b></span></div><div style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 4px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></div><div style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 4px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><br />

Happily Ever After

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Fresh Start

<br /><span style="color: orange; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><b><br /><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;">“This is the new year the new you. You can pass through another year, coasting on cruise control. Or you can step out of your comfort zone, trying things you have never done before, & make 2013 as the year that you elevate from where you are & soar high. Make it happen!” </span></b></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span></span></b></span></span></span></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KCZ6sJpeO9E/UOT_qsI31gI/AAAAAAAABN4/J_0rWjYc7FA/s1600/tumblr_mfx9sbhX8H1qg0fg0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KCZ6sJpeO9E/UOT_qsI31gI/AAAAAAAABN4/J_0rWjYc7FA/s320/tumblr_mfx9sbhX8H1qg0fg0o1_500.jpg" width="265"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: orange;"><br /></span></b></i></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">Happy New Year!!</span></b></i></span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 21px;"><span style="color: #444444;"> Time for a new post! I know this is kinda late, but this post is really important to me. For me New year means, new beginning, time for second chances in life and making up for the wrong-doings.</span><b><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="color: orange;">2012 -exactly my year and I hope 2013 will be as great as 2012! </span></span></b><span style="color: orange;">:></span></span></span><br /><div><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></i></span></div><div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #444444; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Here's to 2012</span>. </b><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">To all the pain </span></span><span style="color: #444444; line-height: 21px;">to all of the disasters &&</span><span style="color: purple; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> heart breaks. Tears & to all of the sicknesses && things that went wrong. to all of the fails && </i></b></span><span style="color: #444444; line-height: 21px;">booze. to all of the bullies && all of the money we don't have. to all the embarrassing moments. to all of the let downs &&</span><span style="color: purple; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> things that didn't make us happy.</i></b></span></span></div><div><b style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">And here's to 2013</span></b><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 21px;"><span style="font-size: large;">.</span> to all of the make ups. happiness. cures. successes. love & dreams. to all of the new people we meet. to all of the strangers that smile at us. improvements we make. </span><span style="color: orange; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">to all of the new beginnings && things that are going to make us happy. hopefully this will be a good year for each of us</b></i></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 21px;">.</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dfJqLu7DVY/UOT5OBbYlfI/AAAAAAAABMY/czx7xqGRDFU/s1600/tumblr_kp5q6fTpJZ1qzwimao1_r1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dfJqLu7DVY/UOT5OBbYlfI/AAAAAAAABMY/czx7xqGRDFU/s400/tumblr_kp5q6fTpJZ1qzwimao1_r1_500_large.jpg" width="400"></a></div><br /></div><div></div><div><span style="color: orange;"><b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I was re-reading my old blog posts & I found this.</span></b></span></div><div><i><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">"</span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;">This year i'll make it my year- better and better, everyday, day by day. </span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;">this year i'll try harder , i'll work harder, i'll play harder. I'll find that motivation that i've lost. I'll rediscover </span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;">myself who wandered astray., i'll get up off my ass and make things happen instead of lazing around in bouts  of wishful thinking.  </span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"><span style="color: #444444;">THIS YEAR I WILL BE!!!!!"</span><span style="color: orange; font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: #444444;"><b>-</b></span><span style="color: #444444;"><b> </b></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #444444;"><b>Looking forward for a better future (2011)</b></span></span></span></i></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">This made me realize how truly blessed I am & what I've accomplished for the past year. </span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">2012 was simply out of control.  I am overwhelmed. I pinched myself all the time and thanked the good Lord for surrounding me w/ such </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">amazing & awesome people. <span style="font-size: large;"><b> I have learned this year, more than ever before</b>, </span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><i>that everything happens for a reason, and that everything will work out in the end.</i></span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333;"><i> </i></span><span style="color: #333333;"> I am sooo happy with life, pinch myself & regularly ask </span><i><b><span style="color: magenta;">'Is this all for real?'</span></b></i></span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="background-color: white;">  </span></span></b></i></span><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="background-color: white; line-height: 27px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #444444;"><b>2012 has been a rollercoaster ride (cliched comparison, but it’s true).</b> I have had the best year of my whole life.</span></i><span style="color: #444444; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white;"> </span></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="line-height: 27px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #444444;">I have made new friends.<b> </b></span></i></span><span style="color: #444444; line-height: 21px;"> </span><span style="color: #444444; line-height: 21px;">dissapointed so many times, family problems on the rocks </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; line-height: 21px;">but I never stop living my life because I know just around the corner, fun and love awaits me. </span><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 21px;">I f</span><span style="line-height: 27px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">ell in love (unexpectedly) & found the right person for me. </span></span></i></b></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="line-height: 27px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></span></i></b></span></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ME_-js5Jq1M/UOT5YeVD3HI/AAAAAAAABMw/v8Qz3xu_yIU/s1600/tumblr_mfxc9pJvKD1qjm9bpo1_500_large+%25281%2529.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ME_-js5Jq1M/UOT5YeVD3HI/AAAAAAAABMw/v8Qz3xu_yIU/s400/tumblr_mfxc9pJvKD1qjm9bpo1_500_large+%25281%2529.png" width="400"></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="color: magenta; line-height: 27px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></i></b><b style="line-height: 27px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><i style="background-color: white; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: orange; font-size: large; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">I want to thank everyone this year. Each person that has made any impact on my life at all. </b></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-style: normal; line-height: 21px;"> to all my loved ones, to my family, to my parents, to my great bestfriend, to my sister, to my heart & even to strangers... </span></i></b></span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="line-height: 27px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #444444;">Anyways i don't wanna keep this longer, just good luck to everyone out there for the coming year. May everyones’ dreams come true and New Year resolutions go through without a hitch.. </span><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;">HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!</span></span></span></b></span></span><br /><span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span>

Fresh Start

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