New Year's Resolution: Let's start now.

Don't go searching for it.
Let it come to you.
Don't stress, don't fret.
It will find it's way.
Patience is a virtue.
Happiness only comes to those who wait.






















I plan to live by the previous statement to its fullest potential.
There are times when we, and i mean me, get caught up "in the moment" and not necessarily rationalize everything we do, especially when it comes to relationships.
I need to learn patience most of all. Be patient, Kaleb.
I met a couple at OZ on Christmas and i told them that i loved them and wished to be picture perfect like them. They were together for nearly 30 years and contently happy.
One of them looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Oh, you'll get it some day. Don't you wait. I promise it. But don't go looking for it. It'll come to you. He'll come to you."
In the words of Tyler Curry, "I need a hero!"
A damsel in distress doesn't find a knight in shining armor, the prince finds you.

So for now, I'll sit in my watch tower and be patient.
My patience begins now, not later.
Let my hair grow long and long, and just pull him in.
Then I'll be happy.

A New Leaf.

A tree at first glance appears as nothing but leaves and branches.

The leaves sway with the wind from side to side, with no support at all, but a tiny stem.
Seasons change quickly and the leaves fall one by one.
The tree will never look the same.
Next season's leaves will be completely different.

The branches sprout strongly from the trunk.
It is so easy to rely on them to swing and play.
They appear to be strong, but they break under pressure.

What is not seen unless you dig, are the roots.
They support the tree for what it is.
Remove the roots and the tree is nothing.
The roots are the core that keep the tree alive.

What if we got off the roller coaster together?
What if we moved on to the next ride?
What if we experienced new ups and downs?
What if you held my hand when you were scared?
What if you held my hand when you were happy, too?

What if you went on by yourself?





What if you knew that I would be at the end of the ride waiting for you?
What if I could just move on?
What if i let you ride that ride over and over?
What if the whole time I wondered why I wasn't with you?