Life's a roller coaster and I'm not strapped in.....

Friday, September 23, 2005

Long and slow

Slow Dance

Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down, don't dance so fast.
Time is short, the music won't last.

Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask, "how are you?" do you hear the reply?
When the day is done do you lie in your bed
with the next hundred chores running through your head?
You'd better slow down, don't dance so fast.
Time is short, the music won't last.

Ever told your child, "well do it tomorrow"?
And in your haste, not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die?
Cause you never had time to call and say, "hi".
You'd better slow down, don't dance so fast.
The time is short. The music won't last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere
you miss half the fun of getting there.
When you rush and you worry and you hurry through your day
It's like an unopened gift that's been thrown away.

Life is not a race. Do take it slower.
Hear the music before the song is over.

I received this poem in a forward a couple years ago, and I printed it out because I liked the message. If my memory serves me right, I believe the poem was written by a child suffering from leukemia. His message is simple, but it strikes deep, especially now. Sometimes, I think about why it takes such great tragedy for us to remember the little things in life and how they make up the moments that echo in our hearts forever. I wonder if I would have done things a little different had I known the magnitude of the pain I felt to have someone taken away from me. If only we could all not so much experience the pain of loss, but understand it in a way where it resonates in our hearts and minds, serving as a constant reminder to live for the moments that you can't put into words. Only then would we be able to truly live life to the fullest.

I was talking with a good friend the other day and we were discussing our drinking habits and how all too often things get out of control when we don't intend for them to. In the conclusion of our conversation, we agreed that next time we go out, we're going to hold each other accountable and make sure that we drink every beer long and slow. Long and slow. I like that concept. I then told Matt, "life should be long and slow" in which he responded with amusement that I would take our topic of conversation from beer and alcohol to such a profound depth. I'll admit, my wisdom was soaring due to a crazy ride on an emotional roller coaster last week, but I was enjoying the list in my head that was forming about things that should be done "long and slow".....kissing, falling in love, relationships, drinking, friendships, college (not classes), memories, conversation, running, dancing, cooking, movies, time spent together, vacations, sleeping.....the list could go on forever! For most things in life, the only way to optimize the quality is to sit back and savor the moment. There's no need to let the daily grind dictate the pace in which our life progresses....it's better to just let life happen and let God show us the blessings He has in store for us. Besides, when things aren't "long and slow", they get out of control, even when we don't intend for them to. Then you'll end up in a place you don't want to be with a really bad hangover and no Waffle House. And no one wants that.

I challenge you guys to think about these ideas as you go about your daily routines. Take a little time out of your day to really think about everything you have, all the people that have touched your hearts, and how great life really is.

Life for the moment. Savor the dance.

I love you guys!

"Never forget the small things in life because they are the keys that open doors to moments that last forever..." --R Gray

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Survey says...

So my thoughts have been incredibly too complicated to sort through recently, but once I am able to pick my brain and figure some things out, I'll have a good blog to share. For now, some friends sent me an interesting online survey that I thought I would post. What the hell, right? Enjoy!

Ten Random Things About Me
1. I hate school.
2. I'm a computer nerd.
3. I like to run.
4. I have 3 brothers and 3 sisters.
5. I love God.
6. I want a breast reduction.
7. I want to live in Chicago one day.
8. I wish I had a dog.
9. I love Georgia Football!
10. I wish I could marry Matthew McCoughnehey.

Nine Things I Like To Wear

1. thongs
2. sports bras
3. "Livestrong" bracelet
4. my Betty Rubble necklace with the big black beads
5. sweatpants/pajama pants

6. tube tops
7. flip flops

8. my red heels
9. workout clothes

Eight Things I Want To Do Before I Die
1. go skydiving
2. go to Hawaii
3. layout out on a nude beach
4. become a bereavement counselor
5. meet Matthew McCoughnehey
6. ride a bull
7. be the voice of a cartoon character
8. fall deeply in love with someone absolutely amazing...


Seven Ways To Win My Heart
1. open the door for me
2. hold my hand
3. make good conversation with me

4. go to church with me
5. crack me up
6. kiss me on the nose

7. hold me

Six Things I Believe In
1. God has a great plan for me.
2. Grudges are a waste of time.
3. Friends are the most important assets you'll ever have.

4. You should never waste an opportunity to tell someone how you feel.
5. Boys have much slower brain development.
6. Angels...


Five Things I'm Afraid Of
1. Getting my heart broken.
2. Losing my Mom.

3. Gaining weight.
4. Roaches.
5. Being chased.


Four Of My Favorite Items in my Bedroom
1. Scraps (my stuffed dog that I still sleep with.)
2. My "Daddy" box with all the cool things that I got from him.

3. My computer.
4. My cowboy hat.


Three Lyrics to Songs I Love
1. "Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone" -Savage Garden

2. "I've been readin', writin', prayin', fightin' and
I guess I would be still,
but that was until I knew God's Will" -Martina McBride


3. "If there were no rewards to reap,
no loving embrace to see me through this tedious path I've chosen here,
I certainly would've walked away by now...." -Tool

Two Things I'm Trying Not to do Right Now
1. Think
2. Cry

One Person I would Love to See Right Now
1. Daddy...I sure miss him...

Sunday, September 11, 2005

William...

I know, I know....I've been a bad blogger which is very unlike me. Actually, I attempted to write on Friday, but blogger.com conveniently decided to perform system maintenance two minutes before I was done, so I lost it. I honestly thought no one even noticed due to the lack of responses I've been getting lately, but I ran into Chance Jones at "The Arch" (the bar, not the actual UGA arches) on Friday night and the first thing out of his mouth was, "Stacy you need to blog" and it made me feel good that someone noticed. I have to give my fan(s?) what they want, right? (There you go Chance...I've fulfilled your lifelong dream by mentioning you in my blog....don't you feel special?) :) I'll try to keep up a little better...

So yeah, the low blog activity is due to lack of excitement and lack of time. I had a couple of writing ideas regarding Hurricane Katrina, but if you're like me, you're probably sick of hearing and thinking about it. That's not to say that I'm disregarding how horrible it is, and my heart and prayers go out to all the victims that are suffering from the aftermath, but every media outlet is absolutely saturated with stories about the hurricane which has ultimately taxed all my emotions regarding the event, so I'm choosing to leave well enough alone. Besides, I've probably exceeded my limit of depressing blogs after this summer, so all I'm going to say is that God has a unique way of reminding people who is boss. My only hope is that people will remember to turn to Him as they search for answers and guidance because only He can truly know what they need.

In other news...my younger brother, William, graduated from Air Force basic training last Friday, so after 6 and a half weeks, I was FINALLY able to talk to him. I'm so incredibly proud of the person that he has become. He said to me, "Stacy, this whole process really took its toll and changed me. I sat down and contemplated things like I never had before. I was forced to understand life and I know now that the little things really are the most important. Being able to talk to you has made me the happiest that I have been in 6 and half weeks. I love you so much!" Yeah, I was balling (I swear, I'm such a sap these days.) This is the kid I had to sit down and make cry with me at Daddy's viewing. He always builds himself up to be my fortress and brace me when I got emotional. Anytime I cried (which wasn't often until recently, I swear) the kid would be right there wiping away my tears and making me laugh until I peed my britches. It's the roll he created for himself and he takes it very seriously. Both of my brothers are like that which is great, but sometimes, I just want someone to cry with - someone to share the pain with. At Daddy's the week after he died, I couldn't get him to tell me how he felt or what was scrolling through his head because he was more worried about me. But today, for the first time ever, something broke through his testosterone and he was able to convey his emotions to me....and it was so special. I've had a lot of things taken from me, and they say that you really don't know what you had until it's gone, but this time, I got it back! Me and William have been through hell together, and there were times when he truly was the only one that understood me. Our bond has always been special; understood rather than spoken, but we both knew how important we were to each other. Today, he broke the silence first, and that has probably made me the happiest that I've been in 6 and half weeks.

Will and Stacy graduation

So there ya have it....I promise not wait 2 weeks to blog again (I have my fingers crossed here, never know what kind of mundane shit the professors will pull next to consume all your time!)

Take care you guys! Love you...