Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Updaty Kind of Thing



I’ve been so busy ranting and posting emoish poems that I haven’t actually written about what’s been going on in my life down here J

So let’s see I left off right before heading to the retreat, which was a month ago. Wow this month went fast.
So the retreat was amazing! The center was right across the street from the beach which was unbelievable. I think the beaches on the gulf are better then the ones on the Atlantic. The sand was white and it felt like you were walking through flour. The water felt like a bath and there were shells all over the shore. The first night we were there we went and watched the sunset as a group. We also went and had prayer on the beach the next morning and watched the sunrise. We traveled to Imokolee one day which is a migrant worker town. Most of the people living there work in the tomatoes fields down here.
Then retreat was over Halloween so everyone was told to come in costume. It was of course under the threat that if they didn’t, they would end up in Tina’s clothes (even the boys). It was great we had an angel, Harry Potter (ME J ) Jack, Kate, Locke, and Naomi from lost, a hippie, a cat, Cruella de Vil, and some others that I can’t remember. We had a costume contest, a dance party and watch a scary movie. But half way through the dance party most people had left to go to a bar. Apparently at a normal college (or any college that doesn’t ban drinking) Halloween is a night to go out and get wasted. Only this time you’re in a costume. Hehe So it was a great weekend. It was nice to catch up with people, since some of haven’t seen each other since the July retreat.
This past weekend I went up to Jacksonville on Saturday with Chaleece. Me, Chaleece, Sarah, and Shawna all went to see New Moon. I like it. The movie was def better than Twilight, but probably not worth the $10 to see it. I got a free New Moon cup so that makes it ok in my mind. After the movies we went over to The Ale House and got a drink and watch a UFC fight and laughed at the boys who were getting all into it. Sunday we just laid around the house and Chaleece and I left around 4pm. Friday was Rebecca’s b-day so we had a little party for her Sunday night.

This Thursday is Thanksgiving and Chaleece, Lauren, James, and I are going up to Jacksonville to eat at Larsh with Loren and Agata. We will probably see Shawna while we are there. Her birthday is on Thanksgiving and her parents are coming down from Ohio celebrate with her. Everyone else is going home.

Work is going well. There are days where I feel like ripping my hair out but I love the residents. They truly make all of this worth it. I have discovered that painting is a big hit with them. I have a big container full of acrylic paint and I just set that out with paint brushes and a blank piece of paper and tell them to go to town. It’s great; I sit in there with them for 2 hours and just chat and paint. I am making place cards with them tomorrow to have at the table on Thursday.


Love and miss you all

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Beautiful Are The Works That I Know Well

So here is a truth. I am fat.
*GASP* she said the "f" word.
Yep folks that's right, I'm fat and while there are times I wish I was thinner for the most part I am happy and confident with who I am and how I look.

What I don't understand is societies stance on feeling good about yourself. Everyone says "oh you need to love yourself as you are" blah blah blah But when a fat person says "I am" society turns around and says "Oh no that is not healthy." They seem to think that if you are fat and confident in how you look then you will not try and become a skinny robot.
When in fact I have found through my own experience and through talking with others that when I am feeling confident and happy then I am more likely to eat healthier and exercise. Its when I hate myself and am feeling miserable that I hit the fast food drive thrus.

While the majority of societies message out there is you need to be skinny and look this way! NOW. Shouldn't the message be, love who you are no matter the size of the jeans or the number on the scale.
I have found that there is a small but growing movement to get this message out. I stumbled across this great website with this amazing mission. So I am challenging all of you that read this to take part. Its amazing how a few little words can change someones day.

http://operationbeautiful.com/


Love and miss you all!

Friday, November 6, 2009

This Body of Mine

These eyes have seen unspeakable joy and unbearable ache
They have seen the unjust and the injustice of this world.
They have seen the beauty in the plain and had countless tears spill over


These ears have heard words that break and words that restore.
They have heard laughter from the innocent and the language of evil
They have heard the noise of the city and the quiet of the country


These lips have spoken words that have saved a life and brought tears of anguish
They have tasted the softness of another and the sweetness of love
They have leaked notes of harmony and hymns of praise

This body of mine has been places far and wide. Experienced things that few ever will.
This body of mine has carried me through and never given up.
This body of mine is something to be treasured and cared.
But in reality is this body ever truly mine?