You're on Your Way.

2012-01-25T23:40:00.001-05:00

I am so looking forward to seeing you again. Soon, my old friend.

L-o-v-e

2011-12-28T07:54:00.000-05:00

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

1 CORINTHIANS 13:4-7

Hello Fall!

2011-11-09T19:29:00.002-05:00

Shelley Lake Park. Raleigh, North Carolina. November 7, 2011.

Also, yes, that is a UFO.

Finally?

2011-11-01T23:52:00.001-04:00

I am totally enjoying this graphic design business. I like how there are so many possibilities and there really are no wrong answers. Most of my assignments have basic guidelines, but are open-ended and I love how I can add my own creative spin on things...because I am all about adding my own spin. I have serious personal issues with sameness. Here is Amelie made of Cooper Std font:

One Year

2011-10-27T21:14:00.000-04:00

To my sweet boyfriend--
I love how you are so full of love.
I love how involved you are with my family.
I love your enthusiasm about trying new things.
I love how you encourage me & support my (sometimes really crazy) ideas.
I love when you sing.
I love your sense of adventure.
I love how far we've come & how much we've grown together.
I love you.

Puppy Love

2011-10-05T23:33:00.001-04:00

Oh, Fred. You really melt my heart in a big way.

2011-08-10T09:38:00.000-04:00

Hey Mom,
Thanks for being the best friend and mother a girl could ask for. Thanks for always telling me I'm a "beauty", and for encouraging me to believe I can do anything no matter how big or small. Thanks for being so strong because when I stand next to you, I feel stronger, too. Thanks for tolerating my bad days, and loving me, regardless. Thanks for always being my shoulder to cry on and the ear that listens. Thanks a million times over would not be enough thanks. You're the best, Mom. I love you.

Yay, Crafts!

2011-07-26T21:39:00.001-04:00

Now that I've made one craft, I can't stop creating. My mom's new alias for me is "Little Betty Homemaker" (or "Little Betty Crocker", depending on the day). I've never really been one for nicknames, but I think it's kinda cute, so thanks mom! I've been quite the crafting machine lately to be quite honest. And, although, I haven't taken too many pictures at the moment, I'm sure I'll eagerly post more soon.

A wreath made from old t-shirts.

Nature-y coasters.

2011-07-14T19:50:00.000-04:00

The sun shines through clusters of leaves on tall skinny trees creating pictures on the grass made of sunlight.

Driving on Seventeen.

2011-07-10T18:18:00.002-04:00

2011-05-17T22:54:00.001-04:00

"One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others." -Lewis Carroll

Mini Cupcake Making Extravaganza

2011-05-16T18:22:00.001-04:00

Pay Attention. You May Have What You Want.

2011-05-07T22:13:00.001-04:00

"We often forget to sit down and think about where we started and where we are now. The human tendency is to always want more. A better approach is to remember where you started and appreciate how much you have accomplished."

Late Night Musings.

2011-04-26T01:41:00.004-04:00

     I regularly think about that bold little boy from the fourth grade. I remember the envelope he shoved at me as I rushed to the parent pick-up line. "Don't open it until you get home!", he blurted at me before bolting away. In the car, I read the note (decorated with little red hearts and a school picture) with my Mom, and was appalled that this boy wanted me as his girlfriend. Of course, I would not accept because boys were totally icky. This boy and I, we didn't speak after the note "incident".
      Fast forward ten years. That bold little boy is now a well-spoken young man, and we are walking laps around a beautiful lake. Talking, and talking about the past ten years of our lives, catching up, becoming friends.
    I still have the note Tyler wrote me when we were ten years old. I don't know why every time I've come across it, I put it right back in its place. I don't know why I never threw it away, or why something in me felt like this simple love note needed to be a small part of my life after all these years.
This story, it's such a great reminder that every occurrence, and every single person, it's possible that they will play a much larger role in your life than you could ever imagine.
     Life is full of irony, and God has a great sense of humor. And, when I'm frustrated because something doesn't appear to be going how I'd like or I'm unsure of what choice to make, I try to think of this anecdote. I remember that this is exactly what I'm supposed to be doing at this very moment. I'm living my life exactly how I'm supposed to--take a deep breath and let go.