Decorated Fridge

- Decorated my Fridge - 

A reminder of who and what's important to me. As I take more photos and have them developed I will have a lot more to add to this fridge. -- the surface that was once blank and boring.  

It's a reminder of what i'm made of. The people in my life who shape who I was and who I've become. It's in what they do, what they say and how they make me feel. 

My parents:  They will always be proud of me.  Though they don't often voice this, I can see in these pictures, such as graduation day, that June 2nd, 2010 was not just my special day, it was theirs too.  

My friends: who's always available to listen and support with open hearts and open mind (mostly anyway).  They keep me grounded, feeling secure and brave.  They are my safety net.  -- the only reason how the dependent me dare make the brave decision to live in a city on my own.

My family: the people who watched me grow up. Though, due to distance, they cant always be around me, but they will always be apart of who I am and who I have become. My cousins who would never treat me like a stranger just because it has been years since we last met. My aunts and uncles who still never fails grasp every opportunity to poke fun and bug the hell out of me. 

Last but not least: My Boyfriend:  Who always tries his best to give me what I want. To make me happy he would do almost anything. Who loves me and listens to all my rambling. 

-- At the end of the day: Love is all that matters. And I can proudly say, I'm not short on that. --

-- Bottom Line: I wouldn't trade any one for any thing! -- 

The Hoodie

The summer is almost over and the days are getting chillier. I looked around the room yet again for that hoodie I always like to cuddle up with. I let out a long disappointed sigh as I sat back on my bed, remembering that you took it with you this time.  I pouted to myself "that was my favorite!"

Some nights, when the day's been lonely and the night is too quiet, and when i have trouble settling down, I turn on the radio and put on that hoodie.  It always make me feel better and puts me to sleep.

I reached over to my closet and grabbed the first sweater I laid my hands on. The sweater kept me warm but it just isn't the same.

I told you that it was ok for you to take it, but now i just feel like I have nothing to remember you by.

But it's fair, I suppose, the hoodie is yours after all.

(Almost) 3 weeks

It’s amazing how much (almost) 3 weeks can do to a person.  Through time I was finally getting use to being independent and being alone. It took almost my whole life to get there. Just (almost) 3 weeks, all that training and time given practice were all taken away. The place I call home is now strange and awfully quiet.  All the things I enjoy doing alone seem obsolete and boring, and all I want is for you to be around again.

From the walk home to actually sitting down at my table I kept having the feeling that something was missing.

Walking around the house I still walk around the area where your suitcase once was.

Come 9pm I had the urge to go for our usual night walks.

Walking around the neighborhood, I passed by the gas station with the convenience store. Reminded me of you, how you would almost always get a smoothie if we pass by. How you remember to put in coke first because that’s the favor I like. Walking down the Avenues of houses we visited, pointing out the ones we like and don’t like.  – I even giggled to myself as I passed by BOBS.  

It seem like everywhere I go we made memories and I can’t get away. Can’t help but feeling so awfully alone in a city I came to know so well.

You’ve trained me well. Its 3am and I’ve just finished a movie but still wide awake.  – I will probably sleep in til noon tomorrow.   You know what?  I don’t even care that some of the movies we watched were stupid.  It’s enjoyable just being in your arms or next to you.  Sometimes I prefer just being next to you because you are so damn warm all the time. You’re like an all year space warmer.  But now that you are gone, my room is too cold to leave the window open.  – what can I say? I’m hard to please  (not to cold not too warm) :P

It’s amazing how much (almost) 3 weeks can do.  Taken away all my independence and then some.   I was just getting use to not having you around. I was just getting use to being alone. I was just about to stop missing you so much.  – (almost) 3 weeks was all it took…

– thinking about going to bed now , it seem so strange to not have your arms around me.

Dare to Love Completely. Love, Dove.

My Co-worker, bought a whole package of Dove chocolates and the inside each of the wrappings it gives you a little note from Dove.


Laughter's great. I believe it is often the best medicine. I admit I do have things I am upset about. I do not lack worries and things I much rather not have happen to me. There are many things I pout about, but I refuse to let it disable my ability to laugh.

Learning to laugh even during the gravest circumstances made me realize that often it is just a matter of point of view.

Every one have a great laugh. Sometimes, a hearty deep laugh is the only thing you need to feel so much lighter. Lifting the weight of the stress. Laughter is often contagious and lightens the mood of every one else around you. -- This was a great reminder.




Not so great with this one yet.Mainly because I don't know what my heart wants. I'm scared and I believe i have the rights to be.

I think asking me to move to another province is a lot to ask for. I believe asking me to put my trust and total faith in some one is a lot to ask for.  -- So in that sense, maybe I do not dare love THAT completely.  But it does not mean there is a lack of.

Love does not conquer everything.   I need to feel that my schooling and my career is worth a damn. I've always seen myself as a helpless romantic. - maybe that's not so true after all?

Dare to Love Completely. -- But how complete is "Complete"?

Friendship