Things you'll have to look past

Things you'll have to look past:

I'm a hypocrite. 

I'll get mad easily but never stay mad long. 

I'm not perfect. 

I'm picky. 

I have to be right. 

I'm hard to please. 

I like things my way. 

"Those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."

xoxo caroline

tough as bricks

My sister got home from the hospital, after being there all day and I asked her how it was and she replied "good." I asked my mom and she said that it was one of the hardest days for her yet. 

She is only four and has already learned that it is more "acceptable" to say you're good. 

You're always "good"

If I ask someone how they are, I genuinely want to know how their day has been. I don't want the generated answer of "good". 

Why is it that we all learn to do this? and at such a young age.

We are not a caring world. No matter how hard you try to care for others, one person is not going to make the difference for the entire world. 

"From caring comes courage."     

"Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see."        

"Kindness in words creates confidence. Kindness in thinking creates profoundness. Kindness in giving creates love."

"The closest thing to being cared for is to care for someone else."

We don't need to hide how we feel all of the time. 

We don't need to be "tough as bricks"

We don't need to be "good" everyday.

We can have ups and downs,

We need to have ups and downs.

We aren't as tough as bricks.

We aren't as tough as bricks.

xoxo caroline

Family Vacations.

Family vacations may seem like a good idea with little siblings but is it really worth it?

You're all cramped in a small space,

Its always loud,

Its hard to contain little kids,

It takes way too much effort to take the whole family anywhere,

There is nothing to do,

You cant escape to your room,

The question is, are the memories worth all of the struggles?

I guess once we all grow up, memories are all we have to take with us.

Memories of the good times and the bad.  

The ones that make for good stories, the ones you'll tell your kids eventually.

I remember swimming with stingrays in the Grand Cayman, but I was too scared to stay in the water more than 6 seconds, so I watched my sister get a picture with one. 

I remember playing with a baby jaguar at a zoo in Mexico because they have no laws.

I remember floating down a river through a tunnel in Hawaii with my whole family for christmas. 

I remember driving in the 120 degree car in Costa Rica because my brother-in-law wouldn't turn the A/C on.

I remember rock climbing, roller skating, the all you can eat ice cream and pizza, the flow rider, and the midnight party I never got to go to because my parents failed to wake us up for it on the cruise ship.

I remember off roading in Moab.

I remember hiking down to Havasupai, swimming in perfectly clear water all week surrounded by waterfalls, then taking a helicopter out because we were "too tired" to hike back out.

I guess the memories are worth it.

I wouldn't trade those memories for anything. 

After all, the best thing about memories is making them.

xoxo caroline

Food is Love

Waffle LUV got it right.

I can taste the love, literally.

I hope to one day find someone that makes me as happy as I am when I see the waiter bringing me my food.

There is no greater joy in life, at least not that I've experienced, than going to your favorite restaurant for the first time a months.

People are always grumpy when they haven't eaten, I think that says it all.

Diets, they never work. People are unhappy because they are denied the simple pleasure of food.

Food is Love. If you don't know what love feels like, go to Cafe Rio and get a sweet pork burrito smothered in house ranch dressing. That is love, that is life. 

yummmmmy

xoxo caroline

It demands to be felt

"That's the thing about pain, it demands to be felt."

It's hard to watch others suffer and there is absolutely nothing you can do to help them. You're not a doctor. You're not a scientist. You can't find a cure for cancer. You can't solve the puzzle hundreds of doctors have been working on for years. You just can't do it. 

You see people in pain and want to help but you can't. You may even be willing to do anything to make it so they will no longer suffer, but you don't know what to do. You can't find that one magical flower that will "heal the sick and injured." After all that only happens in fairy tales. 

All you want is for that person to not suffer. Even if it's just for one day. 

If you don't know what it feels like, consider yourself lucky. I wish I didn't. 

If I had just one wish, it would be that you would never have pain again. Because after all it demands to be felt. 

xoxo caroline

Am I human?

What do any of us really know about being human? 

We only know what others have told us. 

What if everything they've told us has been a lie to protect us. 

But protect us from what? 

Who even is "they"? 

Why do we listen? 

Maybe that's all we were programmed to do. 

Listen. Follow. Repeat. 

xoxo caroline

I am not ready

college.

Its coming up for most of us.

Its stressful.

         Applications..

                  ACT scores..

                           Grades..

                                   

It’s a hard choice, where to go, what to be…

This choice determines my future,

I have to choose right.

What happens if I hate my major?

I mean I can always change it but then aren’t I just wasting time?

Who do I go with?

         My BFF from high school?

                  Or find new friends when I get there?

Out of state? Or stay close to home?

And how do I even expect to pay for college?

How do I know what I want to be for he rest of my life at the age of 17?

And don’t even get me started on college applications.

Stress.Stress. Stress.

help me..

College is closer than we think.

I am not ready.

But man am I excited.

xoxo caroline 

You could say I had a great childhood

I am scared to go into friends parents bedrooms because my best friends parents growing up would get mad at me for going into theirs. 

I don't come unannounced because I was taught to be polite and respectful. 

I am scared of doing a peanut roll on the tramp because when I was little I fell off the tramp doing one. And we would put the hose on the tramp, lay underneath it and pretend it was raining.

I've always been a picky eater. Meatloaf is, how can I say this nicely, vomit. I wasn't allowed to leave the table until my food was gone. Let's just say I slept at the table more times then I can count. 

I have a box with drawers in it that I got as a child and each drawer has something in it that I saved as a child and for some reason, I still can't get rid of it. 

I remember sharing a room with my sister and we hated it then when we were separated, I would ask to sleep in her room. We would fight and get sent to our rooms then sit in our doorway and whisper across the hall. We never could stay mad at each other.

Once we found a garden snake in our backyard and we played on the tramp with it for hours. 

We would catch spiders and feed them bugs. Even though they never ate them we still liked to pretend. 

I had a "play room" in my old room upstairs (now it's just like a walkin closet) and we would play house.

My room was painted like a garden with a swing hanging from a tree. 

I remember playing 4-square everyday at recess and always having blisters on my hands from the monkey bars.

I would stay in the bathroom during recess when it was cold outside because we weren't allowed inside. 

The best day was when you had a sticker under your sandwich at lunch and you won the huge, frosted cookie with sprinkles.

The worst day was 4th grade field day.. That's the day my dog "T" died. He was 11 and we had to put him to sleep. We had him my entire life and I'll never forget missing most of field day. That was the best day of the year. 

I had clogs that I wore everyday. They were disgusting and ugly. My mom finally had to throw them away while I was at school and I cried cuz I loved them. 

I would wake up early so I could watch Clifford before I went to school. 

Me and my two friends would do everything together. None of us were in the same grade but that didn't matter. Now they are both in college, we don't talk much now, but I will always remember growing up with them. 

I wish I could go back to being worry and care free. Those were the days. 

You could say I had a great childhood. 
One to remember.

xoxo caroline