I absolutly hate that sentence. It has been said to me so much through my life, that I can almost tell you when it is getting ready to be said to me in conversation.
Why should I have to grow? Why can’t life just go as I want it to go, and follow my schedule? Is that really too much to ask? Seriously, it seems that once I finally adjust to something, it changes, leaving me frustrated, confused, and flopping around like a fish out of water. Continue reading →
This was a question asked on a survey I was taking for a friends graduate class assignment earlier this week. At first I scoffed at the question and passed it up to answer the other nine below it, but as I came back to it, I started to really ponder on it.
What do I want my tombstone to say when I am gone from this earth. When friends, family, and strangers celebrate my life after it is over, what do I want them to remember about me? Continue reading →