•• Pretty Distraction ••

You meet your soulmate. You know how it goes. You finish each others’ sentences and thoughts. You share a lot, if not all, of the same feelings. You adore each other. You want to spend every moment you can with them. You share laughter, fears, dreams, concerns, wishes, tears, good news, bad news, everything. You share yourself. You start, easily, breaking down the walls you once had. You let them in, and before you know you… you’re swept away with love. Not an ordinary love. This is something you can’t explain. You don’t really know how to describe it, and only those who have found it… could even begin to understand. You dream together, and of the future.

Then… something happens. An outside influence, something that can’t be controlled… but, it… takes your soulmate away. You know, there’s no other option… it hurts, and it breaks you, but you don’t have control over it. Your heart aches and you try to remember how to breathe.

You’re torn with what you know is right, and what you want to be right. You close your eyes, to blink back the tears that come for no warning. You take a tiny step forward, you know you’ve been here… well, this similar place, but never quite… here, before.

Take a deep breath… and… wait to exhale.

Well, I’m another year older. Whee.

Yesterday was my birthday. It was a nice day. Had a nice brunch, did some shopping, spent some time around family, and then a nice dinner.

Today, I’ve been lazy… laying around watching movies (The Women), watching trashy reality TV (The Real Housewives of Atlanta), and chatted some.

I know, I can hardly contain the excitement, too.

I’m finally done with all of the wrapping, the stuffings are stocked, or something like that. Now, I’ve got Mamma Mia! in the DVD player, new sheets and comforter on my bed, and I’m snuggled in to try to drift off to sleep.

Here’s wishing you and yours, a wonderful and very Merry Christmas! May your holiday be filled with lots of friends, family, laughter, smiles, and love.

This has to be a first. I actually, upgraded to WordPress 2.7.. are you ready for it?

ALL BY MYSELF.

That’s right, I followed the guide, and haven’t had any problems…. yet.

Yay Me.

It’s late, so this probably won’t make sense.

What do you do, when you feel that you’ve met your soulmate…. but you feel that you might lose them due to things that are not under anyone’s control. Outisde influences. Complicated situations. And, all you want to do is hang on tight.

Is it selfish to hang on?

I’ve thought, many times, that I want to be a ‘popular blogger’. I’d love to make my name out there in the big bad blog world. But really, what do I have to write about? My life isn’t exciting. I work, I go to school, I squeeze in some reading, I occasionally hang out with family or friends. That’s it. I don’t have a child to write about, I could write about my dog I guess.. but who wants to read that? No one, that’s who. I don’t want to do a celebrity blog, fashion blog, or anything else like that. So.. what exactly do I blog on?

Of course, there’s still the high possibility that no one is reading this anyway, and I’m writing the empty space. “Hello, wall, how are you today?”

I’m moody, it will pass. Hang on for the ride.

Usually, this time of year is magical for me. I love the weather, the way the snow falls and makes everything… different. I love the music, the movies, the laughter, the lights, the pretty bows and wrapping paper, the decorations, the friendships, the family… the love. I love giving presents and seeing that persons face light up. I like making people happy. Every year, I look forward to Christmas.

Except, this year. For some reason, I can’t get into the Christmas Spirit. I’ve tried, I want to, but it just seems out of my grasp. I’m not sure what it is. Well, that’s not true. I kinda do know. It’s a multitude of stressful things that seem to be dive-bombing me lately. I know that I don’t have it worse than anyone else. I know that there are many, people who have much much worse than I do. But this year, I just want to curl up in a corner somewhere, pull a big blanket over me and disappear for a little while.

I’m hoping this goes away soon. I’d hate to miss out on the magic of Christmas, when I know that I’ll regret it later.