Discovering "PaperMan"

I was surfing Pinterest when I saw the words "Disney short", "video" and "Paperman". Me, being one who loves all things Disney and animated, was immediatly drawn and clicked on the featured link. 

I found the most adorable and amazing short animation I have ever seen in years. There isn't any dialogue, at all, but you get all you need through sound effects and music. It speaks to me more than most of the Disney movies I've seen. Christophe Beck, the maker of this animation, did an awesome job. I wanna meet him. 
The film is so simple, but that's the beauty of it. Anyone can watch and connect to it. 

I read up on the Paperman more and found out that this short has been playing in Cinemark theaters before your movie starts.So, some of you have probably saw it before. I should just start going to the movies more...

You can read up more on the Paperman here! (

In the meantime, check it out. I've watched it three times already since discovering it. I can't get the actual video on here, you have to paste the link into your browser yourself. But please don't let that discourage you.

Here's the link:

The video is not able to searched on YouTube because of the settings. If you want to view it again, I suggest copying the link. Or visiting my blog again ;)

I just wanted to share this amazing animation with you all. Thanks for reading!


I Put the "Pro" in Productive

Hello everyone! 
Hope you've have an awesome day. I've tried and have, for the most part, succeeded! It was a productive day, I love those days. Very much. 

I woke up early this morning and was on the road by 7:30am. In rush hour. Going to Lexington.
The roads were pretty clear however, as you can see to the right. It was a pretty peaceful drive until I actually got to Lexington.
Which tore my little nerves to pieces. If I've learned something it's that people get dumb and loose their ability to drive in the early hours. 

It was still a good morning though. I had my coffee. :)

I got to BCTC around 8:30am for my appointment. I got out at around 10:45am. I had to go to four different offices to finally get around to where I needed. I was in the Financial Aid Office, then the Administrative Office, then the Admissions Office and finally back to the Financial Aid Office where they gave me a paper to fill out and mail back. 
or in my case scan in and email back. i don't trust the post service anymore either.

I figured that the horror I endured that morning gave me some leave-way to a little relaxing window shopping. Which turned into real shopping when I found a pair of American Eagle Moccasins for only $8 at Plato's Closet.

It was just too good to pass up. (I'm thinking about sewing some beading into them for some color though...) But they are super, super comfy. 

Then I found myself in the mall to spend some Wet Seal gift cards that I had left over from Christmas. I used them on some for sale items. 


Oh and I got my taxes filed today! Finally! That's always a plus. I can't wait to get that check in the mail. That'll be a big help.

But I'm home now and will be for about two more days. I don't work again until Friday. I don't work on Wednesday anymore. I switched a girl for working I have three days off in a row now. I have so much free time I don't know what to do with myself. I could be working on those college classes right now...

I got a call from Austin a bit ago though he seemed busy. I never got a chance to bring up my trip to see him...he said he might call back tonight. I won't count on it, but I hope he does. I'd like to get this thing planned out if I'm gonna do it. He seemed good. Might be switching to another unit. He mentioned California and getting deployed again too...
Which makes me all that more eager to get to see him! If I cut a few things, I should be able to see him in February after all. I mean, it's only been about a month since I've seen him (which isn't long in the scale of things) but I just miss him. Getting to hear Austin's voice is just a blessing

Cross your fingers guys. I'm off to get some housework done I guess. 

Thanks for reading!



It takes a lot for me to get upset. A mean, a lot.
I'm a very, very, very patient person. I take the time to try to understand everyone and every situation before letting my emotions of frustration or anger get the best of me. Usually I can count to ten and I'm better.

I've gotten to 76 and I'm still counting. I'm not feeling very understanding this morning. 

I was supposed to start my online classes this lovely Monday morning. Note: supposed. I'm not anymore. Which is what my frustration stems from because I've been looking forward to this for the past two weeks since my advisor enrolled me. I was dropped from my classes this morning before I even got to start them.
And why? 
Because apparently they weren't paid for 24 hours in advance to starting. 

However, when I contacted my advisor when he enrolled me I was told that I could go ahead and start my classes using my Financial Aid. Hell, I even have a scholarship waiting to be used.

The fact is, I filled out my FASFA at the first of this month. I had to be in the top 100 people to get that thing filled out. I did everything I would usually do. Put my college down where you list your schools...and I was told my Financial Aid was good. I waited two weeks after enrolling to start my classes to make sure BCTC (my college) had enough time to have everything together so there wouldn't be any error.

Yet, apparently two weeks wasn't enough time. Or someone isn't doing their job. Or both.

Honestly, BCTC as given me the biggest headache. Last year I couldn't enroll in my classes because they had me mixed up with another student. Then my SS number was apparently wrong. When I went up to the account was fine and my SS number was correct. By the time we straightened that out, it was too late to enroll.
It's been one thing after another. I'm reaching my limit with these people. 

So instead of calling my advisor and the Financial Aid Office like the nice lady instructed on the phone, I'm going up to Lexington to their main offices and fixing this in person. Honestly, I don't trust these people to do what they're supposed to over the phone. My day off work will be used fixing someone else's mistake.

The things I do for a degree.

Thanks for reading and sorry for the hostility.


Inner Musings: Drive

What makes you want to do something? What’s your drive? What-right when you’re about to give up-pushes you forward at the last possible moment? 

God. Your past experiences. The fear of failure. Pleasure. Legacy. Expectations…

Whatever it is, it keeps you going. You never question this drive; in fear that maybe you’ll wake up and it’ll be gone. That you just won’t care anymore.
So you keep going, no matter what and you try not to look back.

A pharmacist hasn’t always been my first choice of a…career, but as soon as I saw the requirements it takes to be a successful, “fully operational” pharmacist, I knew.
That’s what I’m going to work towards. Because it’s a challenge and I love challenges. It’s going to take a lot of hard work and dedication, but I know I can do it and I think that’s why I am.
I think it’s this need to prove myself; not only to me but those around. When you grow up as the youngest in your family (having one older brother and an older sister both) you’re not really asked to uphold the legacy. I don’t know why it bothered me so much that not much was expected of me because I was the “baby” of the family, but it did. Does.  I was the last on the list of expectations for getting my license, getting a job, going to college, ect…

Yet, here I am. A license. My own vehicle. A job. Earning college credits.

I just wanted to share with the world that a decision has been made (if I don’t change it again-knock on wood!) and I’ve decided to become a Pharmacist.  Not a nurse/doctor, because blood and yuck and yuck and yuck… Still working as part of the medical field, but more science-ie and math-ie! And I’m really excited!  But really worried because math and science are not my strong suits in the least and I know I’m going to have to study my butt off! 

Well, in the long wrong, I’m still a Journalist at heart. I love writing. I love creating. And if I can manage it, that’s what I would love to do, but it just doesn’t seem solid enough. It’s a dream that I can see fleeting away at any given moment, and I’m just too scared to give that dream any bit of hope of reality. When I give something, I give it my all. What if I gave my all and didn’t get any results? 

I’ve been praying really hard about it though. I think this is the way to go. I know God will steer me in the right direction, wherever it leads me, but sometimes it’s hard to follow. Like footsteps washed away in the sand. I think I’m heading in the right direction and then I’m in the middle of nowhere without a path to follow again…

I'm just so impatient. I hate waiting.

Thanks for reading! -Sarah
 Um, Amen to that.

You have never truly seen Kentucky...

...until you've seen one of it's sunsets. 

I was coming home from work the other evening and I just had to stop and get a shot of this. My camera on my phone, or any camera could never do any of it justice, but it's still fun to try. : )

Catching Up

It's been a couple of days since I've posted on here and I thought I'd update you all.

I am over my flu, thank the Lord. After a week of taking off work, multiple anti-biotics and tons of prayer, I am fully recovered and have shifted back into my normal routine again. My boss was even awesome enough to schedule me on for the rest of the week (weekend and all) so I can make up some hours I missed.

Monday, (Martin Luther King Day) Austin had the day off at Base so he called and checked up on me. Said a "little birdie" told him I was sick. I have yet to find out who that birdie is, but I am making it one of my priorities to be on the look out. Austin said he'd be really busy the next week or so though...and I haven't a clue what to get him for Valentine's Day. I've never had to worry about him being far away for now I haven't a clue what to get him. I still have to ask if he's set up his postal address...

I'm not going to be able to see him as soon as I thought I would too. I thought I was going to be able to visit him the weekend after Valentine's Day, but that's probably not going to happen. Financially, I'm just not up for it right now. My clutch decided to take a nose-dive and die on me, and it cost me more than I want to put on here (and all out of my savings too!). Then I have a property tax to pay on top of it. So I was thinking of pushing the trip on to March or April...I don't want to wait too long because flight costs go up though...
I just miss him. I can't wait to see him again : )
On another note; an update on my challenge. It's been going smoother than I thought it would and way, way faster too. After shunning any and all soda, drinking either water or unsweetened tea or coffee and eating only 1200 cals a day, I am down to 126lbs. I'm thinking a lot of that was water weight though, honestly, because I can't tell much of a difference.

I'm going to have to up my exercises I guess. I'm skinny enough, I just need to get toned again. Which is a lot harder than loosing weight.


I went up to Lexington yesterday, up to my college's main campus. Bluegrass Community and Technical College is bigger than I thought it would be. I'm taking the classes online, through an Online, On Demand Program. I can start my classes whenever I choose. I was taking a scholarship I had won through a SKILLS USA competition to get it filed and use it on some of my classes.

Being in the college, surrounded by other students almost made me wish that I was taking classes on-site, instead of online. I just loved the feeling of all the people and classrooms. It's something I'm thinking about in the future. Probably not at BCTC, but when I transfer to a State University. I need to get out more.

Thanks for reading!


Book Review: The Hollow Kingdom

 This book is utterly amazing. I have never had anything touch my imagination so much as The Hollow Kingdom has. Please, if you haven't read this, I strongly suggest you do. The author is Clare B. Dunkle.

I first heard about The Hollow Kingdom when my sister picked it out at the library in my high school. She was instantly hooked and nagged me every day that I “just have to read this book!”. She was constantly throwing books my way to read, so when I consented, it was with a large hesitation. However, I found that I instantly fell in love with the book myself and I couldn’t put it down.
                Clare D. Bunkle writes an amazing story of adventure, family and fierce romance. She shows the thoughts and views of her characters through several different viewpoints that still keep you guessing on what each character is going on about. Though the information tends to sweep by fast and you have to keep your mind in what you’re reading to get it all.
                Kate and her younger sister, Emily, are orphaned and forced to move into their inherited home on a faraway estate called Hallow Hill. They are grudgingly invited to live with their distant relatives at the mansion and have no other choice than to accept or live on the streets. It is here that they discover that there is a hidden Goblin Kingdom under the lake and lands that make up their newly gained estate, and that young women for centuries have been known to just disappear without a trace. The current Goblin King has for long kidnapped a girl to be taken as his Queen and consort; the girls are ALWAYS taken against their will, and brought to the hollow kingdom below ground, never to see the light of day again. The reigning Goblin King, Marak, sets his strangely beautiful mismatched colored eyes on Kate and tried to kidnap her, only to be thwarted by her time and time again by her determination not to be taken underground, to live a life of misery without the sun, paired with a beast. But, as all things in these seem to go, something terrible happens and Kate is forced to bargain for Marak’s help to save her sister and become his Queen.
                I love how Kate always happens to keeps fighting and never quits. She has a determination and mind that is to be desired by all. However, the naivetés of her partner in crime, Emily, is the exact opposite, with a mind of a child that is still wishing on stars. She loves the idea of living in a Goblin’s world and marrying one of the strange creatures, as she has often told Kate “I haven’t anyone but you. Would you leave me alone in this world?” The Goblin King, Marak, lets you see that in every man, there is a beast. “Humans,” he says, “lie very often. They are just good about it. See, we goblins, we don’t lie. We’ll go ahead and tell you as is. So if you think about it, we’re better natured than humans!”.
                I would recommend this book to any “Beauty and the Beast” fan, because that’s what this book is all about. Fantasy/romance readers will love the harshness and cold truth that there can be love between anyone and anything, if given time. Though I’m sad that most of Kate’s marriage with Marak is skimmed through with a few sentences, I have to say that I love this book and it’s my favorite out of a many that I have read. If you happen to enjoy this read, I suggest the other two books in Clare’s trilogy.  

Like I said, the story is really very beautiful. If you don't have the money to buy it, or get it online, never fear. I did some digging and found a website that lets you read it online for free. All you need is an internet connection (and not a very fast one!)

You can read the book here for free, or paste this link in your bookmarks for later:

Thanks for reading!

Sickness and Revisions

I don't get sick very often, but when I do it gets bad. I mean, I had to take off work today I felt so bad. I haven't taken off work once in the past 5-6 months I've been working there so it sucks to break my on-going record. I went to work sick on Wednesday and Thursday, but I guess karma is getting me today.

My nose is literally raw from of the tissues I've used, and I'm so hungry, but every time I eat I get sick. I haven't had a decent meal in two days. I've got these chills too that make me really cold and then I get really hot like I've been standing next to an oven for hours. I'm in my bed now piled up under three blankets with the heater on. 

Oh, and the fatigue! I just can't get enough sleep. Even now, my fingers keep hitting the wrong keys because I'm just so tired. I've been cat-napping all day, and when I wake up the same thought goes through my head every time "I feel so useless, I need to..." but then I've drifted off again.

So, I'm sorry for this boring post. Head fuzzy and all that.

I have had some time to look at blog in a new light though. I've been re-reading it between my unconscious states and have decided to change a few things. Some revisions, per say.

I mean, the whole "couple thing" will still be a big part of the blog; just not the focusing object. I made this blog with the idea of focusing on myself more, getting more independent. I'm still thinking on everything. The blog may even take on a new look.

I know its confusing to make changes when I've just started and such, but I'd rather make them now then when I get more publicity. So sorry for any confusions, and just be looking for the more updated content on my blog. I'll keep the posts I've already posted and probably the general "look" of the blog, but it'll take on a more personal "Sarah-ness".

I don't know. I"m still thinking about everything, and the good idea fairy + a fever probably doesn't equal to much anything good.=p

Keep your fingers crossed and please be praying that I make a quick recovery! I know I am.

Thanks for reading!



I've got to tell you, Kentucky has got to be one of the most beautiful places on Earth. This is what I get to see every every day. I took this photo this afternoon on my way out to work. The trees were covered in ice crystals and shown like rods of twinkling stars when the sun would peak from out of the clouds. I'm just disappointed that you all don't get to see it as I did. This picture does none of it justice.

Beautiful, beautiful scenery. One of the little things I'm thankful for.

It hurts...

*Warning: This post may get a wee bit whiny.

Yes. I'm in a mood. That mood is called ubber-super-duper-missing-Austin-mood. It just really hit me how much I miss him right now. I just feel...lonely. Though I'm surrounded by people who love me (my father is just downstairs...) and I know God is always by my side...

I just wish I could wrap my arms around him and give him a hug. Hear his voice! Get a text! Anything right now! I hate this feeling. And all I know to do is count to a hundred, try to get my mind on other things and wait until the feeling has passed. 
Sometimes though, it's like I'm totally numb. I can shut off those feelings of missing him like some sick on and off switch. Other times though I can be walking through Wally-World, see an "I love you" card on the shelf and here come the water works! It's so weird how emotions work and what triggers them. 
 And worse yet, is the wondering if he's thinking of me, is he missing me, right now, the same way that I'm missing him...?

I'm sorry for this post guys and thanks for reading. It's short and it's whiny. If you've ever been in love though, you know what I'm jabbering about.

I just miss him. I miss him so much. It hurts. :'(

"I'm not telling you it's going to be easy, I'm telling you it's going to be worth it."

Joyous Days

Hey everyone! Hope your weekend was joyful and full of R&R! Someones had to be. I had to work all weekend...but money is good! So I'm blessed to get the hours I did I suppose.
 Monday. Monday happens to be the world's most hated week-day. I love it though. Why? 'Cause it's my day off. And I love my days off. :)

I mean, I slept in and everything! It was about dinner time before I even made a move to get out of bed. Then I get a message from my mother asking if I was coming with her to take my sister to the hospital to get her last X-Ray. 
(Background info: My sister got into a terrible car accident that crushed and cracked a small part of her spine. She's been wearing a back-brace for about five months now.)

The appointment was around 2pm. We had time to spare, so where else should we go but Goodwill? I gotta say, I love Goodwill. I could stay in one of those stores all day looking at everything. There are a few out there that are pretty "blah", but if you find a good one, you're really in luck. I think about 45% of my wardrobe is from a Goodwill store. People give me weird looks when I tell them; but I don't care. I feel pretty good when all I spent on my outfit was around $7 for when you spent $30 on yours. I ended up buying two long skirts and loose, comfy and thin v-neck cotton tee that I plan on using for a project. I'll post pictures when I'm finished. Promise!
Please don't tell me I'm the only woman to find the skirt on the left sister said it looked horrid!
But yes, our shopping excursion couldn't last too long, hence only the two skirts and the v-neck, and pretty soon we found ourselves waiting in the x-ray waiting room. For two hours, may I add. And I really don't get that. You get to the hospital 15 minutes early so you can sign a chart and wait for two hours, only so the doctor can see you for 10 minutes? Whatever...
Anyway, soon the waiting was over and we got the good new! Rachael, my sister, didn't have to wear her brace anymore!!! As soon as she walked out of the doctor's office, we took her brace off and she walked down the hallway all tall and and I had tears in our eyes. It was just so great after seeing her wear it for so long. We decided we were gonna keep it though and use it as paintball armor, if that makes sense.

Of course, how could we not celebrate? And we did, at the Golden Corral. The food was amazing, but maybe that was only because none of us had eaten all day. So we feasted and I ate what I wanted; 40 Day Challenge be darned. It was a joyous day, and I was enjoying it!

Diabetics; turn your heads.
It was a good day.

- Sarah

Thanks for reading!


Hello, hello, hello~!
 I have had an amazing day. I woke up around 8:30 because I had to go to the bank before work. I work at a little family owned resturant in town called "Burger House". It's where all the "cool kids" come to hang out and such.

On the way I treated myself to a much needed latte (half off with a coupon!) from Micky-D's. It was so good. The parfait I got to go along with it just completed my whole morning. And it seemed the morning could get better 'cause Austin called! 
I got the call at around 10-something. I hadn't gotten to hear from him for about a week so you can imagine just how excited I was. I love hearing his voice. He asked about how my dad was (it was so sweet!) because he heard he'd fell and cracked his ribs. (Which he still refuses to go to the doctor for!) Then we just jabbered about silly stuff and random topics. We do that a lot. Then he gave me some news I really didn't wanna know. His unit might be moving. Half way across the continent. To California.

So instead of being 610 miles away...he'll be like, 2,000 miles away...which is very, very depressing. I don't like it. It's terrible and selfish to say, but I really hope he doesn't have to go. 10 hours away, I can deal with, but 27? 30 hours away? It just sounds like torture.
And then not this year but the next there's talk of him deploying...I know it has to happen eventually, but still. The thought of it...
But I won't worry about what hasn't happened yet. :)

Well, he was on his way to get a haircut so we had to end our heavenly conversation. (He said he loves me!) And I had to get to work, pronto. It wasn't bad. I worked from 11:30 to 4:00, so it wasn't a long day.Then I met my mom at the Golden Corral to have dinner. It was delicious! I also who met the manager...who was so delighted at my manners and charm that he gave me an application. Which I'm debating on filling out and turning in.

The hours would be better than where I am now, but I've been working at Burger House for about six months now. I'm just getting to finally know everyone. I've got friends there. I know our regulars now. We chat about the day and how their kids are and everything. The thought of leaving when I've finally made my place among them is...heartbreaking almost. I know there's no guarantee I'll get the job at Golden Corral but just turning in the application feels like I'm betraying everyone who works at Burger House. It sounds silly, but it's how I feel.

The hours just aren't adding up though. I've got bills to pay and things to save up for. I don't know. I'm gonna really pray on it.

I just have a lot a things that need money. My insurance bill. My phone bill. Groceries. A new clutch for my car. An oil change. A trip to Cincinnati, Ohio with my sister (We're going to the Kim Harrison book signing!), A round-way ticket to NC, Hotel accommodations for while in NC and ect, and I'm saving for a new car. Money. Money Money. I hate it. It (apparently) makes the world go 'round.
And I hate it so.

Thanks for reading!

My (late!) New Years Resolutions and a 40 Day Challenge!

Hey everyone! It's a good morning. Evening. Whatever, it's good. Or at least mine is; loosing myself in some Air1 Radio and a good cup of Jasmine Green Tea. 

I've been neglecting my New Years Resolutions list. I hadn't even made one until last night. Hopefully you guys won't shun me if I just start from today onward...? Well, here it is:

  • Become more like my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. I want to shine for my God; love, forgive and see with eyes unclouded as He does. 
  • Take more chances. Be more confident. Hold more on my shoulders. 
  • Re-read my Bible all the way through and learn the order of the books. (I got shamed a couple of Sundays ago when a little girl got up at the front and named each and every book IN ORDER. I can't do that, and I'm like, 11 years older than her or something.)
  • Get a new car. (Sorry Monty) ((Monty is the name of my Mitsubishi Montero Sport))
  • Spend more time and communicate more with the people that mean the most to me.
  • Travel somewhere new, at least once, all on my own. 
  • Get STARTED on getting my own place. Honestly, I would be happy with just getting started with my paycheck. 
  • Get back down to 120lbs and keep it that way. 

 Okay, that last one leads me into the second part of this post...The 40 Day Challenge. 

I believe that you can do anything if you put your mind to it. Anything. As in, you could fly, with the help of some mutant-genetically-grown wings. It would take time and effort, but you could do it. Just like how I'm going to shed off 20lbs in 40 days. It sounds impossible. It sounds hard, even to me, but I'm gonna try it all the more. 
Now, I'm not fat, in no degree, but I'm not happy with the way I look. I've really put on some poundage since last summer. I only started noticing it, but I have. 

Excuse the terrible quality...
 Like I said, I'm not fat. But I'm not in shape like I used to be. I'm getting some love handles (you girls know what I mean) and though it's not drastic, it's enough to scare me into exercising and watching my portions again. Hense the lovely Jasmine Green Tea I'm drinking. It's supposed to speed up the pound shedding process.
I weighed myself the other day, and I'm right at about 140lbs now. That scared me. It scared me a lot. Because I don't look that big, but...when I looked around. I could tell. There it was. Staring me in the face, mocking me with its...there-ness. So I did the only thing I knew to do...

I hooked up the kinect to the '360 and danced my little heart out on Just Dance 3. 

But I'm gonna take this challenge as I would with any other adversary; with tact. I'm gonna keep you guys updated on my progress as I go. No, this is definitely not gonna turn into a health blog. I'm too un-healthy for that. I just wanted to declare my challenge to the public so there was no backing out for me. 

Wish me luck guys! 

The Beginning Of This "FairyTale"

Hey guys! I hope everyone's been great and had a productive today...'cause I've been taking a trip on the lazy train. Like, really. It's almost depressing how un-productive my day was. (I'm guessing many don't count finally beating "Fable: The Journey" as something productive...) 

But I suppose I'll go ahead and give you guys some sort of background to go on. About me. About him.
About us. 

I have to say, that I was probably in the worst place of my life. Or what I thought was. I had a hard junior year. I was sixteen. Dressing all hipster with the "emo" haircut, skinny jeans, and enough eye makeup to impress a raccoon. I had made friends during my time in high school; both my peers and my teachers.
But my parents were going through a divorce in the worst way so none of that mattered. 

I was angry; depressed most of the time. I was getting better though, because I met someone that year in my Drafting class. 

Kasey. (Nope, not who you thought huh?) 

She got to be my best friend in that time. (And still is!) I told her everything. She told me everything. She changed me for the better and she once said I changed her too. I really started opening up then. I was forgetting my troubles at home all together. 

I met him about a week later.

I'd seen him before. Austin, was his name. He hung out with my new friend Kasey all the time. I was immediately drawn to him, but way, way too shy to actually approach him. Luckily I didn't have to. For Kasey had devised a plan herself. 
After lunch, she raced down the hall, and came back down in with Austin in tow. Then she grabbed my hand, and made us face each other. (This was definitely a turning point in my life. Kasey, if you're reading this, a big shout-out and thank you goes to you.)

"Austin this is Sarah. Sarah this is Austin." Were her only words. 

Awkward. We smiled at each other, thinking of what to say. Then I smartly (not!) held out my hand and practically yelled "handshake?!" I think it stumped him for a second. I was so embarrassed! Then I was saved by the bell. 

I was for sure that he would never, ever want to speak to me again. Ever. But after some days of awkward hall glances, we got talking and after a few weeks and a fateful football game, we started dating. And the rest is, well, history. 

We had our bumpy moments, as all couples do, and we still have them. Sometimes, even I doubt. I have to re-check myself, and ask myself if this is what I really want. Is all of the waiting worth it? Is the risk worth it? Can I put up with the longing and loneliness that's going to be thrown at me? What if he wakes up one day and changes his mind? Or doesn't wake up at all? Can I cope with that? Am I ready for that?

Ever since our first reuniting after he finished his boot camp, my answer has always been the same; yes.
I think God made me lucky enough to find my other half so early in life. I always try to remember that if something happens and it doesn't work out, then that's because HE has a better plan for me.

I myself, honestly can't wait to see how this story ends. In the meantime though, I'm winging it.

How This All Started?

I've been struggling with putting this blog together. I've had so many ideas swimming around in my head, so many topics I wanted to blog about and just so many thoughts that I went into overload. I couldn't take it. 
So I decided to go ahead and start writing. 

So, um, hi. My name is Sarah. 
I have a story to tell. It isn’t filled with valiant knights seeking princesses locked away in towers guarded by vicious fire-breathing beasts. There aren’t any magic-bearing wizards guiding a young hero’s way to victory. There isn’t even any magic, at least, not REAL magic. Maybe the metaphorical kind. 

This isn’t a fairytale, because there isn’t a happy ending. Not yet, anyway. It’s a story still in progress; still living and breathing and writing the events marked on pages of its own book. 

No, this is my story. And I find it beautiful. My life, in finding who I believe to be the “love of my life”. 

Knock on wood for me somebody. My desk is currently cushiony. 

So follow me in my journey to "better myself" (when really I'm just wasting away time until the next meeting with my Marine). It's sure to be one hell of a ride.