Blogging, poetry

Poem: Tears of an Angel

When I was young My grandma would say the rain from above came from the eyes of Angels as they cried To me it didn't mean much at the time But now that my Nanny has become an angel herself when it rains I dwell I pray these tears aren't flooding from her loving eyes… Continue reading Poem: Tears of an Angel

Blogging

Saying Goodbye and Signing Off

As a few of you know, for the past 10 days I’ve been on a trip in California. It’s definitely been one of the most adventurous trips I’ve been on—driving from Laguna to San Francisco to Eureka, then hiking all over northern Cali and staying in a camper... it has been a very loving, happy,… Continue reading Saying Goodbye and Signing Off

Blogging

Happy Fourth of July! :)

I don't really have much to say, so here's some pictures of my July 4th in northern Cali 🙂 Plus, it's midnight and I have to get up in 5 hours to drive back to Laguna. Then here's some from our hike the other day. Did I post these already? I don't know. Hope you… Continue reading Happy Fourth of July! 🙂

Blogging

Laguna Beach to San Francisco! 🚗 🎒

Since I started blogging a year ago, I’ve also wanted to start a travel blog. Sadly, I’m 24, have a full-time job, and am also borderline broke. So... I don’t think a travel blog is coming anytime soon. However!!!! I do still get to take occasional vacations, and for this summer's trip, I’ve headed west… Continue reading Laguna Beach to San Francisco! 🚗 🎒

Blogging

Someone Take Me Home

Home is where the heart is. My home--my family--is my everything. Really, it's funny I say that, because anytime I decide to move, I purposely make the decision to stay living halfway across the US from where my family is. Honestly, I just think there's more I need to learn on my own, and that's… Continue reading Someone Take Me Home

Blogging, poetry

My Family, My Home

There's only one place where I'm able to feel Only one place where I'm not wooden, but real This is a place I race to go This place's name is home I miss waking up way before the sun I'd sit downstairs and wait for my mother's love She'd make breakfast Enough for my brothers… Continue reading My Family, My Home

Blogging

Nostalgia Pt. 2

Life is how it is, and there's no changing that. It comes, and it goes. Along with it, moments come, and moments pass. But these moments, they don't ever truly die--not so long as someone is there to remember them. Through this graveyard of memories is our only real way to access our past. And… Continue reading Nostalgia Pt. 2

Blogging

If I Die Before I Wake

Life is so fragile, so fleeting. Every breath has the potential to be our last. Did I Live? How many days did I waste as I too withered away? I see all the missed opportunities  flashing before me like a flip-book. I see all the times I was too afraid to jump because of the… Continue reading If I Die Before I Wake