Though miles come between us
And distance keeps us apart
Nothing can ever change
The love inside my heart
I may not be there with you
Every minute of the day,
But you’re always here with me
In at least a thousand ways
Whether it be a thought,
Or a moment that we’ve shared,
It only takes a second
To get from here to there
Though I cannot really feel
You here at my side,
It’s always nice to know
I’ve got these memories in my mind
I Miss You
I found this poem on the internet, and it reminded me of a special someone. It made me realize that though an important person in my life isn’t here with me, that doesn’t mean he isn’t in my heart. I always have my memories of him with me. The special person is a dear friend of mine, who serves the army. He’s also been to Afghanistan and now he’s gone again. Everyday I hope to get a letter from him, or a sign he’s still alive. Everyday I wait. And until now he hasn’t sent a letter. But I’ll wait, and until I get a letter or a message, my memories with him will give me hope and the strength to wait another day.
I just wanted to share that, and I hope that people who also have a beloved one they can’t be with now realize that they always have their memories.
Today I saw a couple. They stood under an umbrella in the pouring rain and as I walked by I overheard what they were saying. The boy told the girl he fell in love with her at first sight. I was surprised, because how could you ever fall in love with someone at first sight?
“When I first saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew” – William Shakespeare
This is a famous quote from, in my opinion, worlds best poet. But does this mean he also believes in first sight love, just like the couple? I somehow can’t understand how you could fall in love with someone without even knowing them. That just doesn’t feel right, because you actually fell in love with someones looks, and not with thém. Does my opinion makes me skeptical or unromantic? I don’t know, and maybe I don’t want to know. If I ever fall in love, it will be because of the man himself, and not the way he looks the first time I see him.
A lost of people will disagree now, but don’t blame me. If there is something like falling in love at first sight, I just haven’t found it.
I love traveling by train. It’s the perfect time for decision-making and just relaxing. It’s nothing like traveling by bus or car. I hate them. I always feel sick when I travel by bus or car, and I can’t focus. (Secretly I also think the bus and car don’t smell nice)
I stand on the platform, waiting for the train to arrive. I did it today. I came back from my 4-day trip and I had to catch the train to go home. I wait as I put on my earphones to listen to some music. A train and music, the perfect combination.
Once on board I sat down and just relaxed. I always use my fantasy when I’m relaxing. I make up stories about people I know or characters from series. I love to do that. It’s my own imaginary world where I am me and everything is the way I want it to be. I sometimes am surprised how wonderful the human brain is to have the ability to create its own fantasy world. Maybe it’s true what they say.
Maybe the brain is infinite.
– “Only in the eyes of love you can find infinity.” – Sorin Cerin
I just watched a movie. The name is A Walk To Remember.
I can recommend it to everybody, though it’s actually very sad. The movie is about a boy, and he falls in love with a very special girl, she’s very religic, but it occurs she has cancer. Leukemia. You see how, though she has cancer, he still beliefs in her and loves her and he stays with her till the end. I have lost somebody I was very close to of cancer myself, and I know how the main character feels. When somebody dies, everything is messed up and you’re torn. At least, I am. I hope whoever reads this will never have to feel that way.
” Love is like the wind. You can’t feel it, but you know it’s there. ” – A Walk To Remember
I love to read poetry, and I also love to write it. Poetry, there you are left alone with the figments of your imagination. No stressful work, no teachers, no bullies, no hurt and no pain. A special place to come to yourself and express yourself. It’s wicked.
Hope is the thing with feathers.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
– Emily Dickinson –
There are things in life you just can’t forget. Those things you will always remember and they make you who you are. A lot of things you forget, like the first time you talked, an extremely ordinary day at school and even the moment you were born you can’t remember.
Many neuroscientists argue that infants can’t lay down long-term memories because their brains aren’t fully developed.
As infants, we can certainly make some types of memories. In fact, two of our brain systems necessary for memory-making – the hippocampus and the medial temporal lobe – are pretty well-developed by the time we’re a year old. However, the prefrontal cortex doesn’t completely mature until our early twenties. Neuroscientists believe this region of the brain helps us form episodic memories – memories about things that happened to us. Before our prefrontal cortex is at least partially developed, we might be able to recall skills or recognize items, but we won’t be able commit full scenes to memory.
Now we have an idea why we can’t remember parts of our childhood, but why are there moments in our life we won’t ever forget? They can be the most simple thing, for instance I still remember the first volleyball practise I ever got from my coach (I was seven years old). Why would my brain remember one such thing?
I think the answer is that the moments you remember are the moments that made you who you are, and those moments had a huge impact to your life. The moment I met my coach and got my first practise from him, I knew volleyball was my sport. Now, almost 10 years later, I still play volleyball. It made me who I am now.
“We should all start to live before we get old. Fear is stupid. So are regrets.” – Tim G.
Do you think those moments made you who you are?
Do you ever feel like I do? Utterly happy and completely content. That one little special moment when everything falls silent for a couple of seconds and there is nothing but happiness. The only thing you feel is your heartbeat, banging in your chest, and there is nothing but the ball. Yeah, those moments are moments I would want to stay forever.
Unfortunately I don’t always feel like that. But luckily there are some of those special moments in my life. Every week, same time, same day.
Every week I cycle to volleyball and practise. Every week I feel utterly happy for a little while, though it’s just a matter of hours till practise is over and I have to go home again. They say home is where the heart is, but I think my heart is where my sport is.
Playing volleyball is an amazing feeling. I’m quite good actually, even if I say myself, and it makes me so happy. I get the ball and I just smash it. There are a thousand techniques to do so, but when I get that ball, and it’s time to smash, I forget about all of them and just do it. I think that is excactly how you should live your life, like a great match. You have got to know the techniques and how life works, but in the end you still have to do it. And when it’s time to do so, you aren’t going to think about everything you have learned your whole life, no, you are just going to do it and do it perfect!
Why perfect? You will do it perfect because everything you are doing with your heart in it, you will do perfectly.
“What you can achieve is limited by only how far you can see” – Vision.