Thursday, May 28, 2009
Finding a Way
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Girl's Day
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
100 Things.
2. I have never broken a bone.
3. I'm annoyingly organized.
4. One of my favorite things to do is open all the windows on a warm day, turn the fan on high, cook sausage and potatoes and watch my favorite TV shows.
5. I believe God changes people, and God changes things. And that if you are grateful for everything from the sunshine to your favorite song on the radio, your world will transform.
6. My last name is pronounced beacher, not becker or betcher. Everyone calls me by my last name. It's weird but I'm OK with it.
7. My mom is the only person I know well that calls me Jessie.
8. I love going to Cardinals games, but haven't been to one for 2 years.
9. I don't like driving over bridges, it freaks me out and I usually speed over them.
10. I trip. All the time. I don't even get embarrassed anymore. On campus, in the spot in Sophia's that I swear the floor is uneven, when I'm running. You name it, I'm always looking at something or someone instead of the ground. That's a good thing though right?
11. My favorite episode of FRIENDS is Season 2 Episode 14. "See...he's her lobster!"
12. My grandma works for Nascar and likes to buy me Coach purses. She's pretty much the coolest grandma ever.
13. I love my hair short, sometimes I miss it being long, but I really love it short.
14. I trust God is working on the man's heart I'll eventually be with. I long for the day I can be with someone again, being single breaks you down and builds you up all at once. I miss the happiness loving a man brings, but being forced to be patient is probably a good thing.
16. I'm 5'4" and weigh 98 lbs. I've never worried about my weight, people accuse me of eating disorders all the time. I don't know why but it typically doesn't offend me. I just explain it's genetic, because it is!
17. Is my cousin's wedding anniversary and brother's birthday in May.
19. I love getting my nails painted and pedicures.
20. I've never had a massage. I want to get one.
21. Sometimes I don't think I am cut out for marriage. I can't see myself as a mother or a wife. I hope I will be both but it wouldn't be shocking or devastating to me if I'm still on my own in 20 years.
22. Is how old I am right now.
23. I love pickles.
24. My favorite chips are sea salt & vinegar.
25. I love country concerts. I haven't been to one in a very long time.
26. I now have 2 bachelors degrees in Journalism and English.
27. I am a bartender/server and proud to be both.
28. I love living alone.
29. I worry too much about what people think of me.
30. I hate taking birth-control. I've taken it since 8th grade and I hate it.
31. I love roller coasters, my favorite is one I went on with my dad at Universal Studios.
32. My heart stopped while my mom was in labor and they had to do an emergency c-section
33. I love my blue cotton robe.
34. I think the name Isadora for a little girl is beautiful.
35. I will name my baby boy Austin, it's my favorite name.
36. I do not like my handwriting.
37. I have my daddy's eyes.
38. I would wear flip flops everyday if I could.
39. It drives me absolutely NUTS when people don't use their turn signals.
40. I can't stand when guys say "woman" a certain way. You know what way I'm talking about.
44. My brother nick is the funniest person I know.
45. I have 63 pairs of shoes in my closet.
46. The first concert I went to was Britney Spears at Six Flags
47. I think Columbia has been the best three years of my life thus far; I love this town.
48. I came to college and my first and only pet, a goldfish named Elinor, got swallowed by my coworker, Jake.
49. My mom is a really talented home decorator.
51. I didn't text until this past Christmas even though my dad is a 30+ year employee at ATT. My parents despise texting.
52. I was captain of my HS cheerleading sqaud, editor-in-chief of the yearbook and a class officer.
53. I hate taking pictures - the Facebook photo frenzy drives me absolutely insane.
54. It's a goal of mine to wake up earlier so my days are longer and fuller.
55. My great-grandma died of Alzheimer's and I worry about it taking my grandma and dad all the time.
56. I'd like to run a marathon.
57. I don't sleep a lot but I'm rarely tired.
58. I love SUMMER - the sun, the flowers and the freedom it brings. I hate winter and I want to move south, even though Missouri isn't that bad.
59. My parents thought I was going to be a boy when I was born, my name would have been Adam. Adam is now my brother's middle name.
60. The Cardinals were playing in the World Series the day I was born and my dad made them turn the radio on in the delivery room.
61. I lived five minutes from two of my now best friends growing up and we never knew each other until college.
62. I consider deleting Facebook almost every day. I think it's created an entire generation of people who don't know how to connect without it and it's pathetic.
63. I have a birthmark on my right hand that people always see and tell me I have chocolate on my hand.
64. I have a scar on my eye from when I had the chicken pox.
65. I played the piano for 12 years. I won several trophies from music competitions. The last song I ever played on the piano was 100 years by Five for Fighting.
66. I hardly ever cry.
67. I am a Leo, peridot is my birthstone and I love it.
68. My kitchen table is the same one I had growing up at home that my dad painted for me to match my apartment.
69. One of my favorite places in Missouri is Hermann. It's gorgeous and has wineries.
70. I listen to my I-pod while I grocery shop.
71. If I could trade personalities with anyone it would be my best friend Stacey. I think she's one of the happiest, most loving girls I know.
72. My favorite snack is Wheat Thins with whipped cream cheese.
73. My favorite job was tutoring DaMarcus with Jumpstart.
74. I played the harp for 6 months.
75. I'm no movie buff. I'm not good at trivia especially movie trivia.
76. I watch Sex & The City on repeat almost every night before I go to bed.
77. I've never been out of the country.
78. I've never tried a cigarette or smoked anything for that matter. It has absolutely never been appealing to me.
79. I don't like guns, knives, or weapons.
80. I drink sweet tea like water.
81. I am constantly putting on lip gloss.
82. I love listening to thunder and watching lightening.
83. I'm an avid list maker.
84. I never had a fake ID. I've never given my ID to anyone to use either.
85. My favorite place in Columbia is the park where Devil's Ice Box is.
86. I love suspenseful movies that you have to figure out.
87. I have several nicknames, but Tiny Dancer is probably the most popular. I love to dance, and I'm positively a terrible dancer.
88. I get goosebumps when I'm hot.
89. Every guy I've been with has had something about him that made me know right away I could never marry him.
90. I can't sleep with socks on. My mom had to cut the feet out of my baby pajamas because my feet are always on fire.
91. Misspelled signs, menus or any other misspellings, drive me crazy. But I know I'm often guilty of spelling errors!
92. I like the color purple, but I don't have a favorite color.
93. I love three- to six-year-olds; I've never found one that doesn't make me smile.
94. I read, read, read. My new favorite magazine is Mother Jones. The Shack changed me. One of my all-time favorite books is The Friday Night Knitting Club.
95. Sundays are my favorite.
96. The most influential person in my life is my Dad. He is a hero, my hero, in every sense of that word.
97. I love to clean. I can't leave my apartment without my bed being made or picking up the dirty laundry on the floor. The smell of clean linen sets my mind at ease.
98. I sometimes eat sugar ... just straight sugar.
99. Every day I make time to run 2-4 miles.
100. I am obsessed with quotes. It's not that I live by them or think others should. I just think it's important for you to know that someone else out there, at one point, felt exactly as you do right now.
I Can Taste the Freedom :)
I hear your laugh and look up smiling at you, I run and run
Past the pumpkin patch and the tractor rides, look now, the sky is gold
I hug your legs and fall asleep on the way home
I don't know why all the trees change in the fall
But I know you're not scared of anything at all
Don't know if Snow White's house is near or far away
But I know I had the best day with you today
I'm thirteen now and don't know how my friends could be so mean
I come home crying and you hold me tight and grab the keys
And we drive and drive until we found a town far enough away
And we talk and window shop 'til I've forgotten all their names
I don't know who I'm gonna talk to now at school
But I know I'm laughing on the car ride home with you
Don't know how long it's gonna take to feel okay
But I know I had the best day with you today
I have an excellent father, his strength is making me stronger
God smiles on my little brother, inside and out, he's better than I am
I grew up in a pretty house and I had space to run
And I had the best days with you
There is a video I found from back when I was three
You set up a paint set in the kitchen and you're talking to me
It's the age of princesses and pirate ships and the seven dwarfs
And Daddy's smart and you're the prettiest lady in the whole wide world
And now I know why the all the trees change in the fall
I know you were on my side even when I was wrong
And I love you for giving me your eyes
For staying back and watching me shine
And I didn't know if you knew, so I'm takin' this chance to say
That I had the best day with you today
Monday, May 11, 2009
So, So Ready!
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Happy Mother's Day
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Credit Card Note
Friday, May 8, 2009
Rain
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Midwestern Innocence Project
Midwestern Innocence Project Experience
One of my most valuable experiences at the Missouri School of Journalism has been in my work with Professor Steve Weinberg and the Midwestern Innocence Project. I have learned, and continue to learn, about the many problems with our criminal justice system. More importantly, I’ve learned how to confront those problems as a journalist and investigator in an immediate, purposeful way. The Midwestern Innocence Project, in combination with the knowledge I gained in Professor Weinberg’s Intermediate Writing course, has provided me with the power and means to work with a UMKC law student on an actual innocence claim. I started work on this case in January 2009, and have spent much of my final semester of college traveling to southern Missouri to conduct numerous interviews as well as reading and organizing nearly fifteen boxes of paperwork on the case. Although I have enjoyed many story assignments I’ve been given in the journalism school, this experience has allowed me to use and strengthen my skills as a reporter and writer, and created a path for my future that I am equally passionate about and confident in pursuing.
In sum, the Midwestern Innocence Project, specifically the case that I have worked so diligently on with my partner, has taught me to be a more daring journalist. It has taught me to care more, ask both simple and complex questions and to be outraged by my findings when necessary. The case I’m working on involves a man who was co-convicted of murdering a 15-year-old girl. There is no physical evidence or DNA connecting our client to the murder. The entire case was built according to a single witness testimony that was later inflated by several people who received deals in return for statements. Our client has been in prison since 1997 for a murder I am 90 percent sure he did not commit, and my certainty increases daily.
I learned to care when I discovered the sheer magnitude of wrongful conviction cases. This was primarily in Professor Weinberg’s class, where I began and continue to pursue a profile of one of the attorneys on the board of directors at the Midwestern Innocence Project. I quickly learned how busy she was, and I committed at the point to volunteer in some way with the project in hopes of lightening the work load and to connect with the person I wanted to profile. My mind wouldn’t rest with the new knowledge that innocent people were trapped in prisons all over the country. At first, I didn’t know how much time I would be able to devote. Now I give as much of my free time as possible to the case. I find myself constantly talking about wrongful convictions, and I’m encouraged because so often the people I talk react in shock, as I did, prior to being introduced to the world of wrongful convictions.
I learned to ask a variety of questions in the interviews I’ve conducted on this case. So many professors preach that you have to ask the easy questions in order to ask the more difficult ones. I’ve learned that you have to ask both kinds of questions not because one yields the other, but because they both generate extremely valuable information. I think the best example of this in an interview I recently conducted with one of the prosecuting attorneys in our client’s case. In the very beginning of the interview I noticed a large black briefcase sitting next to my chair. Of course I began the interview by explaining who I was and a little bit about the Innocence Project, but some of my first questions were about his confidence in the use of a “Voice Stress Analyzer Test” he used in the mid-90s. He responded that he thought it was credible and that it was proven in most cases to be consistent with polygraph tests (which are also completely fallible). As he was answering I looked down at the briefcase and asked what I thought was a filler question: “Would this happen to be one of the voice-stress test machines?” It was. At that point, I didn’t necessarily find this valuable information. However, I continued to press him about the device, got to see it first hand and discovered that somehow he is still using this faulty equipment. This is when I learned that it is OK to be outraged.
When I say I learned to be outraged, I don’t mean I learned to scream or lash out at people. I’m a relatively controlled person. What I mean is that the feeling of utter frustration I experienced in the above interview has led me to speak out about the ignorance and arrogance of many people in the criminal justice system. I learned to push through the fear of the uniform and the business suit and question people until they provide a legitimate answer to the question I’m asking. In this case, my partner and I discovered the two questions people wouldn’t answer right away: What makes you believe he is guilty when the physical evidence does not match and how do you explain the lack of DNA evidence? The most common response from jurors, attorneys and law enforcement alike: “He just looked guilty.” Outrageous. And the very reason I am continuing work on this case following my graduation in May. I know now that I want to pursue a career in the criminal justice system. I’m still in the process of deciding if I want to do this as a journalist, a lawyer or in some other way. However I choose to go about it, my experience with the Midwestern Innocence Project has put me in the field and given me a memorable, real-world encounter with the injustices in our justice system.
A Piece of My Running Quote File
"The years teach much which the days never know."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
"The truth will set you free. But first, it will piss you off."
-Gloria Steinem
“They say that time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself.”
-Andy Warhol
"We might not understand something while it's happening to us. But if we take one stitch out of the blanket, the whole quilt would fall apart. I wouldn't change anything, even the stuff that was painful or things I didn't understand, because it might have been the one stitch that held everything together."
-Rachel Ray
"None who have always been free can understand the terrible fascinating power of the hope of freedom to those who are not free."
-Pearl S. Buck
"Success: To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded."
-Bessie Stanley
"Do all the good you can. By all the means you can. In all the ways you can. In ll the places you can. At all the times you can. To all the people you can. As long as ever you can."
-John Wesley
“I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.”
-Audrey Hepburn
"The bottom line is that (a) people are never perfect, but love can be, (b) that is the one and only way that the mediocre and vile can be transformed, and (c) doing that makes it that. We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love."
-Tom Robbins (Still Life With Woodpecker)
"The meaning of good and bad, of better and worse, is simply helping or hurting."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson.
"To be aware of a single shortcoming in oneself is more useful than to be aware of a thousand in someone else." -Dalai Lama
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." 4-year-old Billy.
"Nothing could be worse than the fear that one had given up too soon, and left one unexpended effort that might have saved the world." -Jane Addams
"Expect nothing, live frugally on surprise." -Alice Walker
"You can never get enough of what you don't need to make you happy." -Eric Hoffer.
"The best thermometer of your spiritual temperature is the intensity of your prayer." —Spurgeon
"One moment of patience may ward off great disaster. One moment of impatience may ruin a whole life." -Chinese Proverb.
"Wisdom is knowing what to do next. Skill is knowing how to do it. Virtue is doing it." -David Starr Jordan.
"Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance." -Tagore.
"Whatever women do they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily, this is not difficult." - Charlotte Whitton.
"You cannot not communicate."
-Paul Watzlawick
"The best part about playing the piano is that you don’t have to lug around a saxophone."
-Gerry Mulligan
"To live each day as if it were your last, you would be trying to remedy all the mistakes you had made, all the regrets, all the things unsaid. If you live each day as if it were your first, you are freed from all obligations, all guilt, all regret."
-unknown
The highest form of prayer comes from the depths of a humble heart.
God can turn any difficulty into an opportunity.
-unknown
But most important, it (humility) requires knowing who God is—holding Him in highest esteem and trusting Him for His best in His time. — Albert Lee
Happiness keeps you sweet,
Trials keep you strong,
Sorrows keep you human,
Failures keep you humble,
Success keeps you glowing,
But Only God Keeps You Going
One small step of obedience is a giant step to blessing.
The name Christian means an “adherent to Christ”—literally, one who “sticks” to Christ. Today many people call themselves Christians. But should they?
God’s unseen presence comforts me,
I know He’s always near;
And when life’s storms besiege my soul,
He says, “My child, I’m here.” —D. De Haan
Jesus rarely comes where we expect Him; He appears where we least expect Him, and always in the most illogical situations.
-Oswald Chambers
I wonder what I did for God today:
How many times did I once pause and pray?
But I must find and serve Him in these ways,
For life is made of ordinary days. —Macbeth
Whatever task you find to do,
Regardless if it’s big or small,
Perform it well, with all your might,
Because there’s One who sees it all. —Sper
One measure of our likeness to Christ is our sensitivity to the suffering of others.
If God has given you some special work to do that frightens you, it’s your responsibility to jump at it. It’s up to the Lord to see you through. As you faithfully do your part, He will do His part. — Richard De Haan
Old Blogs: Annoyed by an Obituary
May 12, 2008
"Anger makes you smaller, while forgiveness forces you to grow beyond what you were."
Ok, so as aspiring journalists one of the suggestions we are given at the j-school is to "blog". They say it gets us to write about anything and everything, and helps us become better writers. I've been meaning to do so all semester, and tonight I decided that I really should just do it. I love to write so why not? And who really reads these things anyway? Probably just me. Anyway, I figured one way to go about this would be to explain the quotes that I am drawn to daily and how they happen to define my life as it is usually. I am a quote freak - I'm aware. But I love when someone else perfectly captures my feelings. Plus, I find other people love reading them and often thank me for throwing them out there.
So today I woke up suprisingly calm, turned in my term paper and a take-home final and studied my little butt off for about 3 hours. Then started to stress - this is typically how my days go. I got to the Missourian (the newspaper/magazine I write for) at 3 and of all days they decided to actually give me something to do - an obituary for someone with the last name Smith. Now there are two reasons why I was stressed by this:
1. I have two finals tomorrow I was trying to study for and I needed to get out of there early to go to the review sessions
2. When you write an obituary, you're supposed to contact family members and try to make it a "life story" rather than a short little blurb. Well let's just say looking up Smith in the phonebook and trying to contact an 83 year old persons relatives is not exactly going to happen.
It's not that I mind writing obituaries - I actually enjoy it because I think they can be incredibly meaningful to families and sometimes you can write about an amazing person. But today was just not the day. It ended up turning out fine, I made a few calls - no luck but the editor said don't worry about making it a life story. I wrote the boring one and got on with my studying.
So what am I getting at? Anger/frustration gets you nowhere. It seems obvious but the way I felt for 15 minutes - the stress that mounted all over an obituary that ended up taking 20 minutes out of my day - well it wasn't really worth it! I thought about it and all I could think was that I ended up making it to my review sessions, I feel prepared for my finals, and I took 20 minutes out of my day to acknowledge the life of someone who's no longer here.
I don't know - I've been pretty consumed lately by some things that make me angry. Mainly with people who have abandoned me in the one and only time I can think of that I actually really needed people to lean on. I've realized quickly that as my life has become so filled with people, I've let some slip away. I guess I just never thought friendship should be work. It should be understood and mutual. And then again - I just think some people never genuinely cared about me. Forgiveness has never been a struggle for me - I don't know if it's just the way I was brought up or what but I don't hold grudges, I don't let little things build to the point to ruin a relationship, and I don't ever give up on people. But I find myself hurt often by people who don't realize how much they mean to me and who give up on me the instant my life changes or progresses. I can't say I'm suprised, but for some reason I am still affected by something so completely out of my control. So I continue to pray, and to forgive. What more is a girl to do? I just hope that I never turn into a person who forgets how to forgive. I never want to be the reason someone feels the loneliness I've been fighting in the past few months.
I can't say I won't be frazzled by another story thrown at me in the newsroom. I can say, however that I'm learning to love every minute of my life. And I am suprised and amazed at every turn. Despite the loss that I'm feeling, I can't describe how very happy I am right now. And I think that I am growing - and that when I look back, I will have gained much more than I have lost.
"for everything you have missed, you have gained something else"
-ralph waldo emerson
Old Blogs: The Friday Night Knitting Club
The Friday Night Knitting Club by Kate Jacobs (***)
If I had to summarize what the main lesson of this novel is, it would go something like this: Sometimes, you aren't strong because you want to be or because your are naturally endowed to be a tough skinned, dry-eyed individual who can handle anything. Sometimes, you're strong because you aren't given a choice. This book teaches strength in a number of relationships (mother/daughter, woman/woman, husband/wife, elder/younger), and reminded me of my mom's lesson to me while my dad was in Iraq. She always used to tell me - "I wasn't given a choice here. Dad made this choice. I get by and make it through the days because I have to. Not because I'm strong or because I don't have feelings, but because I have to. For him, for myself, and mostly for you kids." I'll never forget her saying that. When people asked her how she did it, she said "Well what else am I supposed to do? I don't have a lot of options here." And that's exactly the lesson the main character - Georgia Walker - teaches in this book. The lessons learned from her - and the directions for knitting that are two-fold...making one want to learn to knit ASAP and that equally apply to life - are applicable in a countless number of situations.
From the Instructions:
"The Gathering: Choosing your wool is dizzying with potential: The waves of colors and textures tempt with visions of a sweater or cap (and all the accompanying compliments you hope to receive) but don't reveal the hard work required to get there. Patience and attention to detail make all the difference. Also willingness. Challenge keeps it interesting, but don't select a pattern that is too far beyond you. Always select the best yarn you can afford. And use the type of needles that feels best in your hand..."
"Casting On: The only way to get going is to just grasp that yarn between your fingers and twist. Just start. It's the same with life. Of course, every beginning won't be the same: There are dozens of ways to cast on and they vary based on skill or design or even just relying on the tried and true. My point: Sometimes what works for one piece isn't the right way next time. You have to experiment and see what works. But there's a similartiy no matter the method: you either try or you don't."
"Doing the Gauge: Take measure of yourself against the expectation (Otherwise what you make just won't fit!)"
"Knit and Purl: Knit is what you show the world; purl is the soft, bubbly underside you keep close to the skin."
"Ripping It Out: All you have to do is forgive."
"Starting Again: No, there's a secret hope that makes you hold on, to dream that you'll get it right someday, that you'll go back and take it up again and it will finally come out right. That this time all the pieces will fit. The mistake is waiting until you feel renewed enough to give it another try. You simply have to pick up the needles and keep at it anyway."
"Binding Off: You can't keep your garment on needles forever; eventually it's going to have to exist on its own, supporting itself."
"Sewing It All Together: It's always easier to knit a sweater in sections: the front, the back, the sleeves. The benefit is that if one section is frustrating you, it can be put aside and you can move on to something else until you're ready to finish. that's not the same as giving up: that's being smart...Sometimes you just want to gaze on things awhile, to keep them fresh and perfect as long as you can."
"Wearing What You've Made: But just put it on anyway; celebrate your hard work and your talent. And your love. Why else would we create? Especially in a world that doesn't need homemade anything. That's when we need homemade everything. It never matters if things don't end up just the way you planned. Every moment is a work in progress; every stitch is one stitch closer. There may be worse, but there is always better. When you wear something you've made with your own hands, you surround yourself with love, and all the love that came before you . The real achievement, you see, is being proud of what you've made. I know that I am."
Other Quotes that spoke directly to me:
"Honey, being a woman is all about being sore. Get used to it."
"Love, Lucie had learned over the years, can smother you."
" It is a beautiful gift, thought Anita, to have your mother be your very dearest and best friend. It is quite another to try to be hers. Then you'd have to actaully get to know her. As a real person."
"Sometimes God answers a prayer you didn't know you had."
"We all find ourselves in places we don't expect, Cat. Situations that seem out of our control," she said. "The challenge is making our way out of them."
"Be your own saftey and security! Every woman should have credit in her own name."
"And failure, if you want to know, Dakota, is just another opportunity to try again."
"Stress is not about the situation my dear, it's about the person. There's some who can handle it and there's some who can't."
"Though the old woman was pleased, having learned through the years that a true friendship never really ended. It could always come round again."
"We don't always get what we deserve. Sometimes we get more; sometimes we get less. At least we get something."
"The things is," Anita began quietly, "that when you're young, you always think you'll meet all sorts of wonderful people, that drifting apart and losing friends is natural. You don't worry, at first, about the friends you leave behind. But as you get older, it gets harder to build friendships. Too many defenses, too little opportunity. You get busy. And by the time you realize that you've lost the dearest best friend you've ever had, years have gone by and you're mature enough to be embarrased by your attitude and, frankly, by your arrogance."
Old Blogs: Love Walked In
♥ Love Walked In ♥ by Marisa De Los Santos
This story isn't your fairytale romance, your picture perfect love. But it's love in every sense of the word: familial, friendship, romantic, and parental. This is a perfect depiction of what it means, from the eyes of a child and a woman, to search and hold on to love. The story addresses abandonment, loneliness, fear and ultimate joy. I closed this book feeling as though I just woke up and saw how important it is to hold on tight to the people I love, to tell them how much I loved them, and how I wanted immediately to start living with the grace and gratitude reflected by the two main characters, Clare and Cornelia. I think the message of this book is powerful due to Santos ability to pull at the heart-strings of anyone who's ever felt utterly alone, known love, or been terrified to know love because they know what it feels like to feel utterly alone. And it's the nature of the child, Clare, her strength, will and faith that bring readers of any age to yearn for the heart of a child when facing the struggles in life and love. If everyone could love, give, forgive and care the way that Clare and Cornelia do, the world would be a much more beautiful place.
Passages I Noted Throughout the Book:
♥ Maybe love comes in at the eyes, but not nearly as much as it comes in at the ears.
♥ For another thing, he wasn't a list of attributes, but a flesh-and-blood man, as physically present a prescence as anyone I'd met in my life. When he told me he loved me, he said it in his particular voice with catches in his particular throat, and the bones and muscles of his face moved in familiar ways and also in ways I'd never seen. Can you understand what I'm saying? I'm not just talking again about the power of physical beauty. Less-than-fantastic sex notwithstanding, we were intimates; I'd breathed his breath, my skin knew his skin, my nerve endings had sparked under his touch. That kind of knowledge was deep and had never been something I could walk away from with ease. And he had taste and humor and effortless elegance.He was down right debonair, and how many men could you say that about? And, OK, he was. He was so beautiful.
♥ I don't think love is blind, but wanting to be in love, that's probably blind.
♥ True love is probably the most clear-eyed state of being there is.
♥ What she came to was that even if someone wasn't perfect or even especially good, you couldn't dismiss the love they felt. Love was always love; it had a rightness all its own, even if the person feeling the love was full of wrongness
♥ There's a kind of holiness to love, requited or not, and those people who don't receive it with gratitude are arrogant beyond saving.
♥ She thought about the word "capture," how it put a writer on par with a fur trapper or big-game hunter, and how it implied that stories were whole and roaming around loose in the world, and a writer's job was to catch them. Except of course that a writer didn't kill what she caught, didn't stuff it and hang it on a wall; the point was to keep stories alive. She felt skeptical about this way of thinking about writing, she decided, but was glad to have considered it.
♥ When disaster strikes, I want my mother. I want her, I want her, I want her.
♥ There are facts and then there is knowledge that has nothing to do with fact.
♥ Our family is as happy as Martin was debonair: unassailably, impenetrably, consummately. We are a pretty picture hung on the gleaming nail of my mother, who is the most consummate one of all, and carved into our pretty frame are the words: DON'T ROCK THE BOAT.
♥ What do you do when you're in love with the last man in the world you can have? You plan a life, a real life, without him.
♥ And somehow to Clare, this seemed no less magical than flowers that stayed alive for years, that one woman could so love another woman that she kept doing nice things for her even after she was gone. Like love was a habit you couldn't break. (About Mrs. Goldberg)
♥ Love was mixed up in all of it, like gold in a pan of sand. Sift. Sort. Pay attention.
♥ If you're the kind of person I used to be, you might think that real life means going after what you want and getting it. I thought that, as I skirted those edges (and don't get me wrong, I liked that skirting; there was joy in it - most of the time, that skirting was the lightest kind of dancing), gazing into other people's real lives like lit-up houses, places in which real people did the work of real life. I believed they'd all achieved their hearts' desires or were in the process of achieving them. There. That's what I mean: I believed the process of achieving them was life...
I'd figured out that a real life didnt' mean attaining my heart's desire, but knowing it, meant not the satisfaction, but the longing. Knowing what you love and why, I found out, is as real as it gets.
♥ Yes, it's true, what I said earlier: A real life doesn't mean getting what you want; the acievement, the privilege, too, is knowing what you love. But getting what you love? Having what you love love you back? Oh, my friend, it's a miracle: your one tiny life's head-on collision with divinity.
♥ Because that's what love does: You give up a house that's been your heart's home most of your life and come away feeling like you've been handed the sun and the moon.
♥Suddenly it seemed vitally important that everyone I loved know exactly how and how much. I felt feverish with them to know.
♥ My heart is large; it can contain everything at once, and the road I'm on with Teo, can you see it? It runs forward and backward and no matter which we travel on it, the direction is the same. You know the direction I mean: Homeward.
Grace In Small Things
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Excitement.
Point (II).
Jesus whispers “I am with you”
In the hour of deepest need;When the way is dark and lonesome,
“I am with you, I will lead.” —Morris
First make sure you are with Him, then you can be sure He’ll be with you.
- 1. Trip to IL to see my cousin, meet her baby girls and get out of Columbia in celebration of graduation!
6. Mission Trip to Africa (3-6 weeks). Find someone to go on this mission trip with me.
10. Pay off all credit cards, work my little butt off before making any of the trips and eliminate extra costs to save (by far the most challenging on this list)
To tune in to God’s voice we must tune out this world’s noise.
--> Um, OK Mr. Jackson. I think I've got my goals set high enough, and I dont' really plan on stopping.