Friday, March 16, 2007



i'm a big dreamer has my mom puts it.

dad says i said something for once that made sense- and he was touched.

this time i'm following what my heart first told me.

i have grown to see that i have this strength- of not loosing "hope" a strength that know one can break.

i walked around down town this morning the morning air was just nice- sometimes ones thoughts accumulate to be too much and you need that time to just sit. think. and have conversation in silence.

i understand why people keep to themselves..oh how i do.

i miss listening to the oldies my dad use to play as we would drive to banff.

i miss the smell of a hotel room.

i miss my grandma's soft cheeks.