Dancing Through A Candied World In A Silent Night.

If there is one thing I love about Winter it's the way snow candies everything. It wraps around each branch on the trees, and coats the windows in frosted lilies. It makes the world sparkle, and quiets the sounds of anger as it rushes down shimmery streets.

Winter: An Artists' Dream land...

Honk! Honk!

Honk if Emily Gilmore views your mind as her personal playground... HONK! HONK!

I have recently come to accept that my mother is the perfect embodiment of Emily Gilmore. While I have always loved the Gilmore Girls, I have never been so closely and personally tied to the trials and tribulations of the the Emily Gilmore (mother) vs. Lorelai Gilmore (daughter) saga. To better understand this, I would suggest everyone watch what is arguably the best Gilmore episode 'You Jump I Jump Jack' and witness the banter that goes on between the two of them.

This isn't the first clip I'd choose, but it is from that episode and will show you some of what I mean... Not to mention it's the only one I could find...
http://www.thewb.com/shows/gilmore-girls/clip-luke-at-the-gilmores/ba57f8863d

Once Wanted, Now Un-Loved...

Will the day never end? My head can't hold much more, and my feet won't go much further. Can't I just rest my heart? Please, just for a day. I promise I won't leave it sitting out, but could I please pretend it's home for a moment while I catch my breath? Won't you sit with me a while and let me cry to you? I won't let the tears splash your pants, and I won't ruin your shirt, I just need an ear...

Today I learned being wanted doesn't always mean being loved. No child should be un-wanted but loved, or wanted but un-loved. A child should be wanted and loved, or there should be no child given. The words of Brandi Carlile came to mind as I began to realize that there are children out there who were once wanted but have lost the love a parent should have for a child, and the love that a child needs to reach their full potential in this life. That some children have to let go of the people they were born to and accept other figures/forms of that parental figure...  'I don't think you ever learned a thing from me, but I'm sure that you want me to learn from you. And you've drawn heavy handed lines around morality about yourself and I don't share your point of view. It's been time to let you go a thousand times, you'd never know that it hurts to be the one that you regret. I have to say that I am proud to know you. I'll never be the same because we met. You might not miss this, but I will...'