Name:Tina Francis Country:Canada State:British Columbia Birthday:2/18/1982 Gender:Female
Interests:Music and more specifically jazz, jazz, and more jazz *drool*, playing my guitar, songwriting, singing, reading and making short films. Expertise:Making friends Industry:Media
Isn't it amazing when life gives you second chances?
Human
beings can be so naive. So hopeful. So trusting. We put all our eggs in
one basket sometimes. All our hard eared savings in one stock hoping,
fingers crossed (quite foolishly) that it will increase in value.
Sometimes it does. But if your life is anything like mine it probably
doesn't.
I fell prey to navel gazing for most of 2007. You
know...what I mean. Looking down feeling sorry for myself. Pondering
thoughts along the lines of: Why is life so unfair? Why I am so darn
unintelligent? Why do I make bad choices? Why I am I not a survivor
like the others who failed but eventually overcame their misfortune?
All questions that are great mood enhancers if being morbid is your
thing.
People always say cliche things when you are hurting.
This too shall pass. Only time will heal. There is light at the end of
the tunnel. And in the midst of it you think... "Maybe resilient people
with iron will and decent self-worth will survive. But not me... No
way."
Epiphanies come when you least expect them. Ironically,
much like life's unfair moments. And when they do arrive you realize
that indeed all of the aforementioned cliches are true. This too shall
pass. Time WILL heal. And apparently there IS more than light, there is
a life full of passion at the end of the tunnel.
I had one such
epiphany. It was grand. Definitely supernatural. And I can safely say I
feel sane, rested, whole and hopeful again. It is wonderful to feel
revived, energized and bursting at the seams with the excitement of a
life pregnant with opportunities. Opportunities that for some reason
suddenly seem within my reach again.
I am well again. Strong. Brave. And all that good stuff.
And to those that are in a valley of life right now...I promise you... This too shall pass. Time will heal. There is light at the end of the tunnel.
Okay, I'm a supergeek that subscribes to www.dictionary.com's "Word of the day". No shame here. I think having a good vocabulary is an attractive trait. Sure I use too many exclamation marks in text messages and emails and slaughter the language with abbreviated spellings. But nothing floors me like the perfect word to describe something.
All this to say today's "word-of-the-day" email floored me.
impervious \im-PUR-vee-uhs\, adjective:
1. Not admitting of entrance or passage through; impenetrable. 2. Not capable of being harmed or damaged. 3. Not capable of being affected.
I want to be impervious. I want to know who I am. I want to be sure of my worth. I want to be unaffected by people who disappoint me. I want to not let failure or my mistakes define me.
I want to remain genuine, honest, innocent, open, plain, pure, sincere, straightforward, truthful, unpretentious, rough around the edges, uncontrived, simple, direct, untainted, upright, wide-eyed, raw, real, trusting, untarnished, modest and giving.
I don't want to treat the world the way the world treats me. I don't want to stoop that level. I'm nowhere near being that amazing person. I am shallow. I wallow in self-pity. I am a work in progress. But it's who I strive to be. You need to set the bar pretty high to be a semi-decent human being.
Doesn't it remind you of a super girly version of Imogen Heap and Frou Frou's production? I like it though. I'm such a cheesecake. I know....
This song makes me cry. I am SUCH a sap. It's one of those days. *eye roll*
P.S. I am having a day where cheesy Bryan Adams is making me feel understood. Hello! Can I get an 'Amen'?
I
was laying in bed at around 8 pm last night. I was exhausted. Between
work and getting on facebook I was so overwhelmed. Maybe it was just
seeing all these faces all at once. All the people you got to meet and
interact with in your lifetime. When it sinks in...it's knee buckling.
Especially if they are from all over the world, in different phases of
your life. There were some faces that made me smile. Some that my heart
stop beating because I closed that chapter of my life. It was
bittersweet. I can't tell how I feel about it just yet.
But
anyhoo, I was laying in bed just kinda processing my day and this song
starts playing on my ipod. Almost like I needed to hear it. Don't you
love it when that happens? Or when you open your bible and point to a
random verse hoping that reading it will put you out of your misery?
haha...Why are we all so predictable and lame? But this Aretha song
that I have not heard in ages!
I was dancing in my bed. Grooving in a horizontal position. haha...I think my sheet was untucked by the end of it. But it felt so good. And it was so what I needed to hear.
There was a rose I knew, I met her once or twice before
She was a pretty sweet thing, not the least bit insecure
Then you came with your slick game and played with her youth
Ashamed of the way you lied, played with the truth, hey, hey
Mmm, she never knew what hit her
Steal her honey, then forget her
A rose
She wears a flower
Tryin' to forget about you
'Cause a rose is still a rose
Baby, girl, you're still a flower
He can't lead you and then take you
Make you and then break you
Darlin', you hold the power
Now believe me when I tell you that I've been hurt myself
When he tells you that he loves you and sees nobody else
And now you're so tough tryin' to wear tight clothes and things
Tossin' and flossin', tryin' to fill the void heartbreak brings
Oh…oh…yeah
When she faces the mirror, yeah
She's cryin', you can't hear her
Now the rose is still a rose
She wears a flower, tryin' to forget about you
'Cause a rose is still a rose
Baby, girl, you're still a flower
He can't lead you and then take you
Make you and then break you
Baby, girl, you hold the power
See a rose is still a rose
Baby, girl, you're still a flower
He can't lead you and then take you
Make you and then break you
Darlin', you hold the power
Let your life be in the sunshine
Not the darkness of your sorrow
You may see your all today
When you know it'll come tomorrow
Tough to be, but life ain't over
Just because your man is gone
Girl, love yourself and love to love
'Cause without him your life goes on
Without him your life goes on
Without him your life goes on
'Cause a rose is still a rose
Baby, girl, you're still a flower
He can't lead you and then take you
Make you and then break you
Baby, girl, you hold the power
