This Summer has been a hard, dry, and bumpy ride. I came home expecting to get a job and finish up on my BA degree. But instead I was hit hard with life obstacles. For some reason, the good always out weighs the bad. My time with Natalie this past weekend at Loma Mar park in Pescadaro, Ca., tide pooling at Natural Bridges Beach in Santa Cruz, Ca., and slow roasting marsh mellows in the backyard of her house, re-creating S'mores with five varieties of chocolate. I wanted time to hold back on counting forward and forget about the future. I wanted it all to stop right here. But I knew that the next day, things would get better.
Ah, the salty smell and humidity of the west coast. California did not ask for it. But God placed it there so that the people can enjoy it all and call it paradise. To some, it is just a tourist attraction. To my lovely and beautiful girlfriend, it is her home. I am in debt to the nicest people in Santa Cruz county. To the Barbers and their lovely hospitable neighbor. To local brewery and diners. The surfers who are always in the 'green zone.' Ah, Santa Cruz and Natalie you have stolen my heart. I would not mind living there one day.
Have you ever hit rock bottom and not know what to do in life? Have you ever seen or talk to a homeless person ans try to understand them?! I know its not the greatest examples, but the moral of the story is, love others and you'll see love. It's crazy, but true.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Taking Turns
Taking Turns
The day ends by night, and memories are made by people.
Just one stroke of the brush, to paint away our history.
Will it be empty, or filled with little dimples.
Time pushes people, but people push themselves to be better.
Push and shove we go, not noticing the crippled.
Higher and higher we evolve, leaving those behind to wither.
God is a master-mind, He mends our way.
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