Life is Beautiful

From the sky to the dirt under our feet, everything is beautiful. It seems that we all forget where we are and we don't realize how much life has to offer. I am guilty too, although I try not to be. We all are bound to have bad days. In reality, those bad days are days where we forget to see what is all around us- Beautiful Life.

I find it therapeutic to take yourself, and only yourself, out on a walk in nature. You take your time and throw your cares behind you. You breathe slow and affectively. You smile and laugh at the humorous sights you see. You drink in every simple moment you may see- a mother laughing with her daughter, a young boy learning to ride a bike, teenage boys getting competitive while playing basketball, little girls dancing in the yard wearing dress-ups. Life goes by too fast to let it all fly by us.  

Yesterday was the day of 'princesses and pirate ships'. The day of endless questions. The day where it didn't matter whether or not your clothes matched or if you had jam ear to ear. A time of big smiles and squinted eyes. (My yesterday) Bangs that rest an inch a way from your forehead, overalls and tennis shoes; and a lady bug sweater (oh and don't forget the matching pants...) A time of dancing in your living room with your dolls to the Great and Fantastic 90's music.

Today. Reality hits. You struggle to find yourself in a crowd of thousands. You question whether you want to fit in or stand out. You discover your talents and your dreams. You sing anything and everything, everywhere you go. You primp yourself hoping you look beautiful. You go to dances without yesterday's possessions of dolls and dress ups. You wear a beautiful dress and accompany an attractive young man to the dance. Your clothing matches the fashion of the day and you wear make up. Blemishes and [trying to impress the] boys. Friends and laughter. The time where you have the most up and downs. Lots of tears, lots of laughter.

Tomorrow. The future. You will never know what will be next, but what you do today will reflect in your tomorrow. Paint your life the way YOU want to live it. Cry a little here, laugh a little there. Enjoy every sunrise and sunset. Breathe in, breathe out. 

Life is Beautiful and so are you.

Lahve always, 

Madison

Day Twenty One: Floating Evidence

 You know what's amazing about a camera? Well, I'll tell you. Cameras are great at capturing moments. They capture the times of joy, times of pain. The emotions painted in the photograph allow us to remember what happened before the present. Even if we are are not apart of the photo in any way, our emotions some how make it so we are. Moments/ Memories flood our mind as we look one second at a photograph. Oh, what a beautiful sensation! I also find written word a beautiful source that brings back memories. Journals, novels, or just plain notes about your thoughts. Notes from dear friends, or friends from the past. Words and photographs won't allow us to forget. They are floating evidence that you have lived many days before this.

Day Twenty: January

I have had a lot to think about this month. New goals, new wishes. I have thought a lot about what I believe in and the person I am becoming. I have had new challenges. I am a new person every day, unsure of what I am going to say or do. It's fine because in the end, I am happy with where my life is headed. I have experimented a lot of new things. I've gained a greater respect for God's creations, my friends, and even more for myself.

I have enjoyed the sparatic days when the sun warmed the earth. I have enjoyed the many parties and get together's that have brightened my weekends, the chance to start driving without an adult in the car. The chance to set new goals and be who I want to be.

Enjoy your last day of January.
Lahve always,
Madison

p.s. At the bottom of my playlist, there is a song that is new to my playlist. It's called Listen to Your Heart. You may have already heard of it, but that's okay. I suggest you listen to it. It's my favorite.

Day Five: Definition of LAHVE

Love is what brings family closer, what keeps friends laughing. The two "f" words you can't live without.

Love is a stranger who pulls over to help you change the tire on your car.
Love is a dear friend who listens to your nonsense.
Love is what makes and sometimes brakes a girls heart.
Love is simplicity.
Love is the sound of the man's voice that makes me melt.
Love is the sound of laughter.
Love is the tears that you shed for another human being.
Love is adventure.
Love is the adrenaline you feel when you try something new.

To my friends:
I love you guys. Really, it's no joke. You add color to my black and white photograph. Your tears are my tears. Your joys are my joys, too. You guys help me realize the beauty and simplicity that is all around me. You allow me to adventure, try something new. I trust you. You are great. You are awesome- you have the most amazing smile (Validation)

To my family:
I love you. I would be nothing without you. Our frustrations and the pain we feel only makes us closer. With you, I can be anything I want and I don't have to worry about being too much of anything. We are all odd with many differences, but we come together to make one lovely family. You are my friends- some of my bests. Don't change. Don't leave. Let's be a forever family.

Give love. Take love. Be love.
Lahve always,
Madison

Day One: Introduce Yourself

Okay, here we go...
I try to make life amazing. I take in every moment, considering it perfect- I would have it no other way than the way it happened. I love romance oh-so much, but I try to keep myself from getting to caught up in the "perfect"  or fairytales that only comes in novels. Some say I will never die because I laugh so much. That's a lie. I will probably end up dying of laughter.

Since you already know me,  I am going share some secrets I have told no one instead boring you with things you already know. Some are more fears than secrets, but oh well.


Secret: I am excited for the life that is farther away on my path of life. But even more than that, I am scared to grow old(er). I have nothing against old people, in fact, I love them. I just don't want to think of my abilities to do things being limited (because I am old).


Secret: I love loving. When I meet the right man, I will marry him. I will love him. Although I want love to last forever, I am horribly scared it won't.


Secret: I hate obsessions. They may seem good at first, but in the end they just tear you apart. Once I find myself starting to become obsessed, I regret even loving- whatever it is- in the first place. I would rather just love.

Now that I have shared my secrets, please don't be afraid to share yours. Leave a comment- share a secret.

Lahve always,
Madison

tears, twinkle lights, and confusion

 my mom said it was time to put my
twinkle lights away.
i am very sad.

 it was a eerie to think that school was truly back in session. (eheew, don't even mention it, Maddiey!) i am still on strike with grammar- okay, all except for when i am in english...

as fourth period ended, i walked solemnly down the hallway by myself. at first i wasn't thinking about much, and that's when i realized something odd (odd is my new word... for a little while...). i realized i didn't remember ever coming to school this morning! i was a little confused how i got inside the school ( i wonder if my face showed it... people probably found it funny). i had to convince myself that Brenna's mom gave me a ride to school, which really did happen. when i reached the end of the hallyway (oh wow... i am not going to delete that hilarious mistake... hehe.), i met up with brynn. it was an odd greeting. i was still trying to figure things out. i am not sure what fried my brain. it must be the new year and new adjustments. (Maddiey, you better adjust quick!!!)

i desperately want to drive. but i know that with all the ice, there is no way my mom would want me to take the car. one day i would like to get my own car. a junky car. old fashion. yes, i want an old fashion, junky car.

i have to laugh at my almost-ten-year-old sister, Kenedi. she is trying to understand the fact that Joseph isn't Jesus' father- Heavenly Father is. She understood that Heavenly Father was Jesus' father but she kept getting her Josephs mixed up. She was confusing Joseph (Jesus' half-father) with Joseph Smith. She said, "So there's two Josephs? One is Joseph Smith and the other is Mary's Joseph?" I find it funny that she called him "Mary's Joseph."

be happy and try not to get confused.

lahve always,

Madison

p.s. friends, just because i  sign the end of my blog with Madison doesn't mean i want to be called that. please still call me Maddiey

p.p.s. i got a new light bulb for my reading lamp.

hello world

hello world,

welcome to the new year.

i love new years. it's a chance to become new. a new you. its a chance to put behind your past completely and just look forward. i don't believe in the whole write-down-your-goals deal. we all know that we end up writing down more goals than we can handle and we forget more than  half of them by the middle of february. just live them! don't write them down- live them!

i've decided that with this new year i am not going to care what people think of me- their opinion doesn't matter anymore. i am going let out the me that i have been nervous to let out. i may be odd, but who cares? 

dear old self,

 SEE-YUH!!!

dear new self,

hello! it's nice to finally meet you!


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