Its my junior year of college and I'm getting kinda antsy. Everything around me is changing and I know soon I will have to make some big changes too. People come and go and although I am guarded I know now I must not let my walls enclose me and suffocate me. I have realized a lot and I know that I myself have changed. I have even forgiven my mother, although I still rarley speak with her. I learned karma is very real and my mother has experienced that. The man she fell in love with and abandoned our family for has gone and left her as well. She is being supported by her family but her family could only do so much for her. She is now stuck in country she does no longer want to be in, surrounded by to her, temporary people.
The world changes so much and days seem long that before we know it we round ourselves into little spaces and let those spaces make us small. We make ourselves small to fit into stereotypes and into objects people want to see.
I am guilty as being one of those people even though I would not like to be. I try to say i'm different but in reality I am not. History repeats itself and I do not plan on being one of those history repeaters. I will no longer be small and I will longer make my self conform. I am not a glass doll.
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Beaming Hope
RomanceLike every story I had my up’s and down’s, my lows and high’s a bit of all. Like many I have had my fair share of heart brakes and hopeless joy. Like everyone I only hoped for a moment of happiness. Like all I wished for my knight in shinning armor...
