Why?

Why does MLB call it the WORLD Series? In actuality, it's only our nation's teams vying for the title, right? No other countries are involved. Little League Baseball, on the other hand, has the final games of their series between a team from the United States and an international team. That is a real WORLD Series, which makes winning even more special. Don't get me wrong, I 'm not saying winning MLB's World Series is no accomplishment, I'm just saying maybe they should change the name to reflect what it actually is. Perhaps, The American Diamond Series, or The U.S. Pass-time Series. Those are lame but you get the idea!!

Things I Would Tell My 13 Year Old Self

-Change, big or small, can shape your life. It's what makes life interesting.
-Don't take anything or anyone for granted. You're one of the lucky ones.
-Fight for your dreams and help other achieve theirs.
-Cliches are as useless as an empty box of tissues.
-Hearts are fragile and should be treated as such.
-Trust should be earned and then put on a probationary trial.
-Instincts are there for a reason. Use them.
-Confidence can get you anywhere...
-...procrastination can get you nowhere.
-Sometimes, speaking your mind will hurt others, so be careful.
-Giving up what you love WILL lead to regret.
-Organize your surrounding, organize your life.
-No one wants to shake a dirty hand.
-Taking makes you feel good for minutes; giving makes you feel good for years.

They'll Keep You On Your Toes

I love reading books with huge plot twists, like the ones found in Lincoln Child and Douglass Preston's "Relic" or "Angel and Demons" and "The Lost Symbol" by Dan Brown. The death of a major character. The murderer you thought was good. A shocking marriage/pregnancy. Two best friends falling in love. Suddenly, the book becomes worth reading. More importantly, it stays with me long after the final word is read. I find they are the books I want to made into a movie. The books I recommend to friends. The books I want to read over again (and I don't do that often)!! Although the twists usually come at the end of a book, it is worth reading the 200 pages to get to that moment that makes you sit up wide eyed, reading the sentence over again because it didn't seem real. If only we had more of those moments in real life. The moments we live for.

Reliving The Good Old Days

I often catch myself looking back on memories of my childhood. I sometimes even break out old pictures or videos and can't stop laughing. Anyway, here is a poem I wrote with some of my best childhood memories.

When I was a kid...
I used to bury my face in Dad's chest each roar of thunder.
I ran around the street in my bathing suit when it rained.
Memories, Memories
I baked apple pies each fall and joined a massive hunt for eggs each spring.
Christmas mornings were spent waiting anxiously at the top of the stairs
while Dad kicked a sleeping Santa off our couch.
Memories, Memories
"Motown Philly" by Boyz II Men made me drop everything and dance,
while Red Rover, Red light, green light, Mother May I, and Run For Your Life made waiting for the bus an early recess.
"Miss Mary Mac" went to see the elephants 20 times a day.
Memories, Memories
"See this finger? See this thumb? See this fist? You better run," was a humorous threat.
Many baths were taken in Lake Winnipesaukee.
Autumnfest and the Columbus Day Parade were must see events;
But never get put on Nana's white bench.
Memories, Memories

It's Time

There comes a time when a person must grow up and start living the life they were meant to, the life they want to. That time is now for me.
When I graduated college I had a clear picture of my future. I would find a full-time job with benefits while I write my children's book. I would save money and move into my own place, take dance lessons again, join the Turner's Syndrome Society and help families with daughters diagnosed with T.S., and travel. But life seems to have a different plan for me; a part-time substitute teacher still living at home with her parents. I feel like my life is stalled, like I can't grow up. I'm a subway stuck in a tunnel waiting for the power to come back on, a kite falling to earth. A full-time job is the power source needed to reach my life's goals; the wind to lift my kite. With out that I'm afraid I'll be stalled forever.
I will not let that fear get to me this time, however. I will not give up the search for the perfect job. It is out there and I will find it.