Medical Emergencies and Multiple Hospitals

*apologies, this was written Thursday Morning but I’m just getting around to posting it. I will update more later*

Here I am again dear readers. Unfortunately, events like this seem to be the only time I’m able to find enough free time to write. I’m sitting here in the floor, back against the wall, in a hospital room listening to my father and my boyfriend snore.

Life is a complicated animal. Much has happened, as is the case for everyone. But over the last few weeks, it’s been crazy. My grandmother went in the hospital for not being able to breathe. It went from her having a goiter on her windpipe and artery to her also having a very aggressive form of thyroid cancer. While trying to get everything scheduled for her to start radiation at Emory, my mom has also been trying to take care of my father.

Renal failure, diabetes, eye issues, neuropathy (to the point of not being able to feel in his hands and feet), and balance issues are just a few of the lovely things my father faces every day. It’s a constant battle. But, it gets better. Yesterday morning while my mom was getting ready to take my father to dialysis, he fell and broke his ankle. Pretty severely. It was also my mom’s birthday. And her mother was in the hospital due to severe fluid retention that turned out to be a blood clot in her leg.

Today, they managed to get my grandmother released from our local hospital but only to take her to Emory in Atlanta to begin her first day of radiation treatment. My dad is supposed to have surgery on his ankle today. My poor mom can’t be in both places. So I took the day off work to come watch over my dad.

It’s so hard to see him like this. Restless, in pain, and a shadow of his formal self. But this is life. It happens to all of us who are here long enough. And I know he hates for me to see him like this. But I guess we all come to a point where we have to bite our pride and accept the help of those who love us, regardless of the situation. So, while my mom drives to Atl with her sister-in-law and my grandmother, I am sitting here doing research for the coming days after surgery.

Planning to add a ramp to the stairs at my parents’ house. Looking up trailer hitch receivers and cargo trays for my mom’s car to carry a wheel chair for my dad and/or my grandmother. Planning food prep menus to help my parents when they’re exhausted but still need to follow dad’s dietary restrictions.

So many things to do. So little time. The curse of my life.

In these situations, with a loved one who’s health is chronically failing, it’s difficult to explain. People always ask me how he’s doing. It’s hard to say, isn’t it? It’s not like chemo, there is no fight and then remission. The only thing that helps renal failure is a transplant. And what can you tell someone then? He’s hanging in there waiting for  someone with a good kidney and pancreas to pass so he can have them? That, by the way, is not something people want to hear. It’s the truth, but people do not want the truth. Not the whole, unaltered truth that makes them uncomfortable. So I tell people the truest thing I can. He’s still here.

And for now, that’s all that matters.


 

” ‘ Some people don’t understand the promises they’re making when they make them.’ I said. ‘Right, of course. But you keep the promise anyway. That’s what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway.’ ” – John Green, The Fault In Our Stars

“He admired my melancholy madness and said that it was graceful and beautiful. But it was neither of those things. I was a hurricane at the centre of a collapsing, burning, building; and I wasn’t someone to be admired at all.”

“Even if you know what’s coming, you ‘re never prepared for how it feels.” – Natalie Standiford

“You wake up every night to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before, and that, my love, is bravery.” – unknown

“Well it breaks my heart to see you this way, The beauty in life where’s it gone? And somebody told me you were doing ok, somehow I guess they were wrong.” Flogging Molly “Whistles the wind”

“Don’t ever think you’re alone here, We’ve just been trapped in different hells, and people aren’t against you dear, they’re just all for themselves.” – e.h.

“May we exist like the lotus, at ease in muddy water.” – Zen proverb

“Keep your chin up little stargazer, At worlds above your own, You are small but you are stardust, And that’s worth more than you’ve known, For every sun and solar flare, Is made up just like you, And if they’re cause for wonder Then I promise you are too. Look out little stargazer ‘Til nothing’s left unseen, And know there’s not a patch of sky Where no one else’s eyes have been, That the darkness that enfolds you Holds countless other starlit hearts, And with this you stand together Though you live lifetimes apart. Be brave now little stargazer The sky is growing light, And courage wanes like moonbeams When it’s pulled out from the night, But like those who gazed before you; Know when your heart is full of fear, That it is always in your darkness That the stars start to appear.” -e.h.

“we mature with the damage, not with the years.” – Mateus William

“Enjoy every sandwich” – Warren Zevon

“I abide my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly. I perceived that this is also a chasing at the wind. For in much wisdom is much grief. And he that increaseth knowledge, increaseth sorrow.” – Assassin’s Creed

“Empedocles claims that, in utero, our backbone is one long solid; and that through the constriction of the womb and the punishment of birth, it must be snapped again and again and again to form our verterbrae; that for the child to have a spine, it’s back must first be broken.” – The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing: Traitor to the Nation M.T. Anderson

“She looks back out the window and as the light slides along her profile, I think I see sadness. And I wonder if she’s sad that I’m so weak and so afraid when she’s always been so strong.” – The Forest of Hands and Teeth

“If I leave you it doesn’t mean I love you any less.” – Warren Zevon “Keep me in your heart.”

“Promise me you will not spend so much time treading water and trying to keep your head above the waves that you forget, truly forget, how much you have always loved to swim.” – Tyler Knott Gregson

“Take the night and darken everything around me, Call the clouds, and listen closely, I’m lost without you. Call your name everyday, when I feel so helpless, I’m fallen down but I’ll rise above this.” – Seether “Rise above this”

“We live in grim times indeed if even children are too world weary to believe in magic.” – Fable

“Hardships often prepare ordinary people for an extraordinary destiny.” – C.S. Lewis

“She’s all laid up in bed with a broken heart, while I’m drinking Jack all alone in a local bar. And we don’t know how, how we got into this mad situation, only doing things out of frustration, trying to make it work but man these times are hard.” – The Script “For the First Time”

“Mama whispered softly, time will ease your pain. Life’s about changing, nothing ever stays the same.” – Patty Loveless

“Life asked Death, ‘Why do people love me but hate you?’ Death responded, ‘ Because you are a beautiful lie, and I am a painful truth.’ ”

“But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines, it will shine out all the clearer.” – Samwise Gamgee “LOTR: The Two Towers” – J.R.R. Tolkien

“These are hard times. The world hurts. We live in fear and forget to walk with hope. But hope has not forgotten you. So ask it to dinner. It’s probably hungry and would appreciate the invitation.” – Libba Bray “Going Bovine”

“It’s not hard to do. It’s just not easy yet.” – Monte  Selby

“Life is a grindstone, and whether it grinds a man down or polishes him up depends on the stuff he’s made of.” – J. Billings

” ‘Sometimes,’ he said while gripping the fabric of his own pant leg, “You run out of tears long before you run out of hurt.’ ” – Tyler Knott Gregson

“Listen to the musn’ts child, listen to the don’ts , listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me – anything can happen child, anything can be.” – Shel Silverstein

“I clutch my pillow to my chest and bury my face in it. I don’t cry. I just ache. Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.” – “Allegiant” Veronica Roth

“Needles and pins, needles and pins, sew me a sail, to catch me the wind. Sew me a sail, strong as a gale, carpenter bring out your, hammers and nails. Hammers and nails, hammers and nails, build me a boat, to go chasing the whales. Chasing the whales, sailing the blue, find me a captain, and sign me a crew. Captain and crew, captain and crew, take me oh take me, to anywhere new.” – Shel Silverstein

“She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love… That it should be done from necessity, not without exhausting all other options. That it should be done for people who need your strength because they don’t have enough of their own.” – Veronica Roth Insurgent

“A nurse guy came in and told me I had to leave, that visitors weren’t allowed, and I asked if she was doing okay, and the guy said, “She’s still taking on water.” A desert blessing, an ocean curse. ” – John Green The Fault In Our Stars

“We all carry things inside us that no one else can see. They weigh us down like anchors, they drown us out at sea.” – Chelsea Smile Bring me the Horizion

 

Welcome to the Machine

Hello everyone. Welcome back. I apologize for my last couple posts being about how long I’ve been gone and hollow promises of getting back to this blog. Life has threw a couple wrenches in my gears lately, but I’ve been working hard to get all those cogs freed up and running smoothly. I could tell you all the sad, frustrating, hair pulling, banging my head against the wall stories that have kept me away from this blog and many things in general, and I might, but not today.

I know, as well as anyone, that life can get in the way. It’s a machine. It keeps chugging along, regardless of the parts falling off, needing greased, or repaired. It is a machine to be admired for its unwillingness to quit, regardless of how it falls apart. People are much the same. That is how I have felt lately, like a machine in need of a serious breakdown and rebuild. But I don’t have time for that, so I make small repairs where I can – on the side of the road, in the rain, in the gas station parking lot – because on this journey, you don’t always have time to stop. You have to evaluate the priority parts and make sure you keep those on par, everything else? Well, it just depends on where it is on the priority list.

Sometimes we think certain parts of the machine are important when they really aren’t. That is a problem. It leaves us blindsided when a part that is actually important blows up. This has happened to me a few times lately. So, I am trying to shave off some unnecessary parts and focus on the core of the machine. Because unfortunately, when some of those really important parts blow up, there’s no fixing them or replacing them. You  must simply move on without them and readjust the way the machine works.

In my re-evaluation, I have decided that I have neglected some major components of my machine called life for far too long. And I have lost some parts that cannot be replaced. So, I am changing the oil, lubing the chain, changing the air filter, and moving on.

When is the last time you re-evaluated your life? There is never a bad time to sit down and make a list of the people or things that you love but haven’t seen or done in a while. Our excuse is usually that there isn’t enough time right now, I’ll do it later. I promise you that the most important thing you can do is make time. Right now, before your machine blows, locks up, and leaves you stranded with a part that you’ve lost and cant’ replace. As a quote by Buddha says, “The problem is, you think you’ve got time.”

As my favorite band, Pink Floyd, says, “Welcome to the machine.” Be sure to take care of yours every once in a while.


 

“Be decisive. Right or wrong, make a decision. The road of life is paved with flat squirrels that couldn’t make a decision.” – Anonymous

“We travel because we need to, because distance and difference are the secret tonic to creativity. When we get home, home is still the same, but something in our mind has changed, and that changes everything.” – Anonymous

“There is a kind of crying I hope you have not experienced, and it is not just crying about something terrible that has happened, but crying for all of the terrible things that have happened, not just to you but to everyone you know and to everyone you don’t know and even the people you don’t want to know. A crying that can not be diluted by a brave deed or a kind word, but only by someone holding you as your shoulders shake and your tears run down your face.” – Lemony Snicket

“Until we are ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.” – Lemony Snicket

“February is the shortest month of the year, so if you are having a miserable month, try to schedule it for February.” – Anonymous

“It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.” – Lemony Snicket

“There’s a history of heartbreak, Tucked in the creases of her eyes, A museum of the moments, That she’d watch just pass her by, And each tear that escaped her, Held the things she’d left unsaid, So the words she’d never spoken, Stained her dampened cheeks instead.” – e.h.

“I think there are two kinds of forgiveness, the kind that when you forgive you’re also giving then another chance, or the kind where you forgive, but move on without them. Use them both wisely.” – s.b.

“You told me that you had my back, And I thought that it was true, Now my shadow’s still behind me, But where on earth are you?” – e.h.

” ‘Love me slowly,’ she whispered, like the love I had for her, had limits. Like it could run out as easily as a grain of time. I could tell, by the sound of fear in her lungs, that she had a terrible past. The kind that no one talks about, the kind that remains bottled up inside of you, slowly and quietly, killing everything in your bones.” – Christopher Poindexter

“There is no statute of limitations on starting over. Re-invent yourself every day. Be the girl who walks barefoot and listens to the blues. Tomorrow, wear a trench coat and speak fierce truths. Be a phoenix. Be ashes. Burn down. Resurrect. Let go of the idea that you must always be who you have always been.” – unknown

“If we were meant to stay in one place, we’d have roots instead of feet.” he said. – Rachel Wolchin

“Le beau est toujours bizarre. (The beautiful is always bizzar.)” – Charles Baudelaire

“She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.” – unknown

Love is Unconditional, Relationships Are Not.

Life is a funny thing sometimes. It always has a way to bring us back around to a lesson that we learned before and may have, somehow, still forgotten. When I was little, I heard somewhere (either from my parents or read in a book)  that you’re better off to learn lessons from other people because you don’t live long enough to make them all yourself. I took that to heart, but there are still lessons that I have to learn for myself, the hard way.

I’ll be turning twenty five soon. An “official” quarter lifer at that point. I think it is a testament to the stresses of my generation that I had never heard that term used before we came into adult-hood. Some of us have been forced to grow up fast, due to circumstances beyond our control. It’s a testament to the lessons we’ve learned the hard way and the stress that we are under to be adults who are respected instead of looked down upon as “entitled”. It’s a testament to knowing how many of my peers are on anti-depressants and in therapy (neither of which they can afford, so it just gets stacked upon the thousands of dollars of student debt they have). It’s bad when there’s now a name for it because we are having “quarter-life” crises instead of mid-life.

One lesson that has been the hardest learned for me, and that has recently come back to remind me just how I learned it, is that while love is unconditional, relationships are not. This requires a little bit of back story, so bear with me.

My last relationship (as you’ve heard me mention over the last couple personal posts) was very abusive. He was a compulsive liar and very good at gaslighting. I was young and naive, and he wasn’t (naive, that is, he’s younger than I am). He knew exactly how to manipulate me to get what he wanted. This lasted for three years. Three years. The result was that during this, my already low self esteem dropped lower, I became even more withdrawn and anti-social, and I was more lost than ever. I was a teen. My parents were going through a rough time. It was, I thought, the love of my life.

I had only had one other guy before this ever tell me that I was beautiful and that he was in love with me, but that relationship wasn’t meant to be. We never even dated. So, when this guy came along, I took a chance. In some ways, I regret it deeply. I lost a lot of friends and missed out on a lot of experiences (including enjoying experiences like prom and graduation) because of this guy. At first it was great, but then every thing changed and I found myself in a situation that I knew in the back of my mind, was not safe and was not healthy. However, like a lot of people who find themselves in abusive relationships, I loved him hopelessly. As much as any 15-18 year old can know love. I was convinced that I could change myself to be that person he loved again. I was convinced I could change him to not be so quick to anger.

I convinced myself of a lot of things that still make me cringe and turn red with embarrassment. Please believe me that hind sight is 20/20, a lesson taught to me by one of my favorite history teachers. It was his response as to why people see things more clearly or differently after the fact than in the heat of the moment. Somewhere, another quote came to me when I needed it the most. It took a lot of time for it to sink in, and a lot of courage for me to finally cut him out of my life. I had tried before, just to go to being friends with him. This was a false hope. The only way to break that cycle is complete cut-off. The reason I can’t remember where this quote comes from is that I have literally dozens of notebooks, scraps of paper, journals, and files on my computer filled with quotes gathered over the past ten years of my life.

That quote was this: Love is unconditional, relationships are not. It rattled around in my head for a long time as I wrestled with exactly what it meant to me. And what I took from it was this: Yes, love is in fact unconditional. We don’t get to decide when it happens, where it comes from, who it applies to, nor how deeply it runs. It is something that exists beyond us, on another plane. Relationships are not unconditional. Ask anyone who’s ever been in one that has ended, from lovers to friends. They will all give you a reason. And most of the time will tell you that they are still in love or still love that person. Sometimes there are just parts of a relationship that we cannot handle. While this does not mean that we no longer love the person, it just means that we now realize it is not healthy for us to be a part of their life anymore.

From dirty socks and differences in politics, to lying and unfaithfulness, there are many conditions that define what you expect in a relationship. We all think that a failed relationship equals no longer loving that person but that is not the case. I think that line of thinking is what makes relationships, especially long ones, hard to walk away from. But it’s not love that has failed. There are some things that even love cannot change or conquer. You can love someone and realize that you can no longer live with them. You have to choose to let them go and love them from afar. And it hurts. Damn does it hurt. Usually. It hurt me to realize this, but the more he hurt me, the easier it made it. That breaking point is in different places for different people. I was lucky to realize mine before I fully committed my life to his.

Now, it has been nearly 7 years since we split. I do not talk to him, I have only seen him once (in a failed attempt to get my things back). I do not friend or follow him on facebook or any social media. His number is blocked from my phone and, to be honest, I no longer remember it though I once knew it like I knew my name. Now, I am seeing a pattern of a toxic relationship develop with someone close to me who I thought new this lesson. Unfortunately, they’ve been blinded to it by the beauty of the “honeymoon phase”. It frightens and angers me for this person because they’ve been through this before and deserve so much better. But that only served to remind me of another lesson. One that is just as hard for me to accept and follow.

I’m a nurturer. The Mother Goose. I want what’s best for the people I love and it’s hard for me to accept that sometimes I have to step back and let them make their own decisions and deal with the consequences that follow. My boyfriend actually reminded me of this one, which was slightly humbling because I’m the one who taught it to him. There comes a time when you are really going to hate a decision someone close to you makes. You’re going to think that you know that this decision is only going to get them hurt. But it is not our place to make decisions for others, it it only our job to love them. Sometimes you get presented with the ultimatum of accepting their decision and loving them, or losing them from your life. I learned a long time ago you can’t save someone who doesn’t want to be, or think that they need to be, saved. You’ve got to let people go their own way and just be there for them.

Simply another reminder that love is unconditional but relationships are not. Relationships are full of not only conditions but compromise. You have to decide, in every relationship, what compromises you are willing to make and what conditions are hard lines. This is always complicated by love. It’s pretty good at blurring those lines. There is always going to be someone that comes along that you love so much you turn into a pirate, going, “Rules? I thought those were more guidelines…”. There’s always going to be an exception to your rules for some people. Trust me, I’ve met one that just broke every rule I’ve ever had about a person and I fell in love with him anyways. I was willing to throw everything away for him, and he knew it. I am lucky enough that he loved me enough to not let me do that.

So,thanks for hanging in there with me and letting me ramble on. I’m not really sure where I hoped this would go when I started, but I’m ok with how it turned out. And, dear readers, with all your loved ones, just remember that love comes in many shapes and forms, and just because you might not have a great relationship with someone doesn’t mean you can’t love them.


“Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck”

“Your heart is surrounded by cobwebs and dust, it hasn’t seen the light of love in years. your skin is painted with blue and green circles, and red lines going in all directions. this is the aftermath of strangers,  of friends, of family, who are tyring to claw their way into your cobwebbed heart. they tried knocking first but you slammed the door in their faces, as if they were a door-to-door salesman. it’s time. time to let them in, time to clear away the cobwebs and the dust. time to let the light in.” – a.y.

“you can always find something beautiful in something destructive and now I finally understand why I’ve always been so fond of you.”

” ‘The trick, kiddo,’ his mom replies slowly, ‘is finding someone who complements you instead of completes you. You need to be complete on your own.’ ”

“Darlin, forever is a long, long time, and time has a way of changing things.” – Big Mama The Fox & The Hound

” ‘You,’ he said, ‘are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.’ ” – Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls

“I would have loved you with everything I have. But you didn’t want to be loved, turns out you just wanted to be fucked.”

“People have a habit of inventing fictions they will believe wholeheartedly in order to ignore the truth they cannot accept.” Libba Bray The Sweet Far Thing

“You can never really know someone completely. That’s why it’s the most terrifying thing in the world, really—taking someone on faith, hoping they’ll take you on faith too. It’s such a precarious balance, It’s a wonder we do it at all. And yet..” – Libba Bray

“I love you for who you are, not who the world thinks you should be.” – Libba Bray  Beauty Queens

“He admired my melancholy madness and said that it was graceful and beautiful. But it was neither of those things. I was a hurricane at the centre of a collapsing, burning, building; and I wasn’t someone to be admired at all.

“If there’s a thing I’ve learned in my life it’s to not be afraid of the responsibility that comes with caring for other people. What we do for love: those things endure. Even if the people you do them for don’t.”“I used to think that when people fell in love, they just landed where they landed, and they had no choice in the matter afterward. And maybe that’s true of beginnings, but it’s not true of this, now. I fell in love with him. But I don’t stay with him by default as if there’s no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.” – Allegiant

“I know that I am birdlike, made narrow and small as if for taking flight, built straight-waisted and fragile. But when he touches me like he can’t bear to take his hand away, I don’t wish I was any different.” – Insurgent

“The worst thing is watching someone drown and not being able to convince them that they can save themselves just by standing up.”

Wanderlust & Wordy Wednesday: James H. Floyd State Park

Hello dear friends. I apologize for being away. Things around here have yet to slow down but again, I promise I will try to do better! Today’s destination is James H. Floyd State Park in Summerville, Georgia.

James H. Floyd is also known (and mostly referred to) as Sloppy Floyd. I’ve been here many times but amazingly enough, I don’t have any pictures so these will be pictures pulled from various sites. Sloppy Floyd covers 561 acres near the Chattahoochee National Forest. There are two stocked lakes, three miles of hiking trails, and it’s only 1.6 miles away from the trailhead of the Pinhoti.

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No boat? No problem! You can rent paddle boats, kayaks, and canoes. There are several picnic areas, two playgrounds, 4 cottages, and 25 cabins. The lakes themselves are BIG. They cover 51 acres. There’s also a really nice board walk. It’s also a great place to geocache, if that’s your thing.

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There is one part of this park I’ve never been to, but heard about recently from some friends who live in the area. There is a short hike called the Marble Mine Trail. It leads to an absolutely beautiful area with a shelf overhanging a reflection pond. There’s a cute little waterfall that cascades over the shelf. If you would like to learn more about the mining history of this area, the Georgia State Parks offers Hidden Gem: A Walk Through the Mining Industry and I suggest you visit it for tour times and info. 2012-04-01-11-18-32

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They also offer a First Time Camper program if you’re an urbanite looking to teach yourself or your kids the basics of camping with the guidance of a ranger and gear that you can borrow instead of buy (Just bring your own sleeping bag or blanket and pillow).

This park is not far from Rome. It’s an easy day trip if you’re in Rome staying the weekend or some such. Have you been here? Show me your pictures!

 


 

“She folded her life like origami, Made what was large into something so small, Bending and creasing her edges, Until she filled almost no room at all, She’d learnt to always say sorry, That she was a burden for taking up space, And so into herself she was folded, Locked in her own suffocating embrace, The world tore at all of her edges, Once sharp corners had started to fray, Now so tiny that nobody noticed, As she slowly began to decay, Reduced to just ashes of moments, The wind swept her up off the floor, And her pieces were scattered in places, She’d not dared to inhabit before, As her eyes took in all of the beauty, Of a world which she’d lived life deprived, She learnt there’s no need to say sorry, Taking up space simply means you’re alive.” – e.h.

“Be there for others, but never leave yourself behind.” – Dodinsky

“one day you’ll make peace with your demons, and the chaos in your heart will settle flat. and maybe for the first time in your life, life will smile right back at you and welcome you home.” – r.m. drake

“She was a shooting star, Her smile so bright and rare, That by the time that you had blinked, There was no sign it had been there.” – e.h.

“I want to apologize to all the women I have called pretty. before I’ve called them intelligent or brave. I am sorry I made it sound as though something as simple as what you’re born with is the most you have to be proud of when your spirit has crushed mountains. from now on I will say things like, you are resilient or, you are extraordinary. Not because I don’t think you’re pretty. But because you are so much more than that.” – rupi kaur

“strong woman accepts both compliments and criticism graciously, knowing that it takes both sun and rain for a flower to grow.” – unknown

” “How do you know when it’s over?” “Maybe when you feel more in love with your memories that with the person standing in front of you.” ” – Unknown

“You’ll meet her, she’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. You’ll see, when she smiles, you’ll love her.” – Pan’s Labyrinth

“I don’t know how it is you are so familiar to me – or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before – in another time, a different place – some other existence.” – Lang Leav

“She sent me just one postcard From the place she now called home, Spoke of the things she wished she knew Before she left her life to roam. That she had always felt the weight Of the whole world against her lungs, Heard the silence left by sentences No one had ever strung. And so she did the only thing That she knew how to do: she fled. But looking back, the only place, That needed leaving was her head. For in its nooks and crannies Was where her whole world did reside, And when you’re the one who’s seeking There is no where you can hide. She wrote of climbing mountains, Crossing rivers, swimming in lakes, But with distance came a feeling That each distraction failed to shake. (Here her writing started wobbling Like she was fighting not to cry, And as I read her final sentence I think I understood just why.) ‘I thought I’d left it all behind,’ she said, ‘But I have never been so wrong, For it is only now I realize That I have brought myself along.’ ” – e.h.

 

 

Wanderlust & Wordy Wednesday: Desoto State Park, Al

Hello again dear readers, friends, neighbors, and lurkers (yes I see you there in the shadows, it’s ok). I (once again) apologize for missing last week. Things around here got a little crazy and then I fell under the weather. Still am, actually. A sinus infection and an ear infection. However, we are moving forward! As promised, this destination would make a great addition to my previous destination.

Today takes us to Desoto Falls State Park. It is 8 miles north of Fort Payne, Alabama and covers over 3,500 acres. Desoto Falls (104 ft tall) is the state’s highest waterfall and is located 6 miles north of the main park. It was named after Hernado de Soto and was developed in the 1930’s be the Civilian Conservation Corps. The park has 25 miles of hiking trails, 11 miles of mountain bike trails, a CCC built lodge and cabins, restaurants, camp sites, chalets, motel, swimming pools, and a nature center.

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The boyfriend and I went here after stopping at Little River while out on the bike one day. It’s a beautiful drive from Little River to Desoto State Park and the park itself is lovely. The drive in the park up to the main falls is one of my favorite. You go on the edge of the mountain and wind up above Mentone, Al.

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Waterfall chasing seems to be a big thing on the Facebook lately and I promise if you are anywhere close to DeSoto, it’s worth the trip. We also browsed the store and nature center while here. We didn’t have time to eat but the restaurant menu sounded delicious and we really want to go back and try it. We did find a geocache while here. It was right under our noses but I’ll be darned if it didn’t take us a good 15 minutes to land on the right location.

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There are so many trails and waterfalls to see here that you need to spend more time here than we did. I highly recommend making a solid day or two of it. I hope to update this post more later, once we go back. Have you ever been to DeSoto? What’s your favorite part?

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“There is a fable in the forest Whispered by branches as they blow, A tale about the truth of leaving Things that no longer help you grow. For on the surface it looks simple; Like you need only lace your boots, But there is nothing quite as painful As untangling your roots. And proof is found in tree stumps Of the price some pay to flee, That they would cut their lives in half To cut the time before they’re free. Yet from the little left behind Life has been known to grow again, For unless you take your roots A part of you will still remain.” – e.h.

How is it so easy for you to be kind to people he asked Milk and honey dripped from my lips as I answered cause people have not been kind to me.” – rupi kaur

“Give the ones you love wings to fly, roots to come back, and reasons to stay.” – Dalai Lama

“Be the person you needed when you were younger.”

“She was a forgiver. Her heart was so large she didn’t know hot to give up on people, because she always believed the good in those she loved. It was until she was walked on so many times, she had no choice but to let go of those who burned holes in her heart.” – C.R. Bittar

“Learn to say “No” without explaining yourself.”

“she woke up every morning with the option of being anyone she wished. how beautiful it was that she always chose herself.” – tyler kent white

 

Wanderlust & Wordy Wednesday: Rome, GA

Hello all! Back again for another edition of Wanderlust and Wordy Wednesday. I had every intention of posting sooner, but things have been…complicated. I will most more later. For now, I stick with this weekly edition to keep me coming back and to keep me sane. Welcome!

Quotes first, today I think.

  • “She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.” – Daniel Saint
  • “That’s the problem with being the strong one. No one offers you a hand.” – m.t.
  • “I knew who I was this morning but I’ve changed a few times since then.” – Alice in Wonderland
  • “That’s the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.” – The Fault In Our Stars by John Green
  • “As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep. Slowly, and then all at once.” The Fault In Our Stars by John Green
  • “Nothing haunts us like the things we don’t say.” – Mitch Albom
  • “She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it).” – Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carrol

On to the wanderlust. I have been asked by my dear neighbor, Sarah C, to cover a town this week that is not only near to my home (nearer than any I’ve covered so far) and near to my heart. Rome, GA. I’m here pretty much every weekend so prepare for a LOT of information.

Rome is on the border with Alabama, in Floyd County. It’s the largest city in northwest Georgia and 19th in the state. It’s built where the Etowah and Oostanala rivers meet to form the Coosa River. It was once occupied by the Creek Indians and later by the Cherokee. The city sits on seven hills, with the rivers flowing through them, inspiring the early European settlers to name it after the city in Italy. It was popular in the antebellum age due to it’s strategic location on the river.

It is the second largest city (behind Gadsden, AL) in the interstate triangle between Birmingham, AL, Chattanooga, TN, and Atlanta, GA. It’s known for it’s medical care (Redmond Regional Hospital and Floyd Medical Center) and education (several colleges). In the 1920’s, the U.S. partnered with an Italian company to build a rayon plant here. The project (and Rome, GA) were honored by Benito Mussolini in 1929 with a replica of the statue of Romulus and Remus nursing from a mother wolf. It still sits in historic downtown.

Rome is home to many beautiful things. We will start with one of the most well known. There are four colleges in Rome: Georgia Northwestern Technical CollegeGeorgia Highlands CollegeShorter University, and Berry College. Berry is far and away the most popular and I’ll focus on it mostly.

Berry College was built in 1902 by Martha Berry. With a campus of over 27,000 acres, Berry claims to have the largest campus in the world and is often ranked on the lists of most beautiful campuses. There are numerous hiking, biking, horseback riding, and other things available to the public on campus (more than 80 miles andtwo disc golf courses). The Georgia Department of Natural Resources oversees about 16,000 acres. The property may look familiar to you because it has been used in Remember the Titans, Sweet Home Alabama, and Disney’s Perfect Harmony. Be sure to visit the House ‘o Dreams and the Old Mill. They are not to be missed. The Old Mill is a photo op for many.

There are four churches on campus. Berry was founded on christian principles and works with Chic-fil-a to run one of the WinShape Foundation CampsPossum Trot is a really neat church on campus and was built originally around 1850. This is where Martha Berry got her start by desiring to teach those in her community to use their talents and resources better. Frost Memorial Chapel is one of the most beautiful buildings (in my opinion) on the campus, whether you are religious or not. It stands atop one of the hills on campus and was built by students and staff in the mid 1930s. The other two chapels are Barnwell Chapel and the College Chapel.

Frost Chapel

Rome has a great historic downtown. There’s tons of places to eat, from standard like the Mellow Mushroom and Jefferson’s (perhaps a local staple?) to the The PartridgeCurlee’s Fish House & Oyster Bar, and the Honeymoon Bakery. I recommend any of them. For a small (ish?) north Georgia town, Rome has a decent nightlife. There’s always a crowds at the Mellow (mushroom), 400 Block Bar (a cozy little bar above the upscale Italian restaurant, La Scala), Moon Roof Bar (behind/above the Harvest Moon Cafe), Dark Side Of The Moon (Beside the Harvest moon), and of course, the Brewhouse Bar & Grill. Food and drink are in no shortage on downtown Broad Street.

There’s also many places to get your outdoor fill. There are two cycle shops, Ordinary Bicycles and Cycle Therapy are both located on Broad Street. There are many great roads in and around Rome for bicyclists to travel on. Blue Sky Outfitter is another great place to get your outdoor gear fix. Perhaps one of my favorite sports related places on Broad Street is the River Dog Paddle Co.. Mike (the “Chief Paddle Officer”) and Connie (the owner) are awesome people. I met both of them in the shop this summer, along with “River”, the dog behind the name and logo. Now, allow me to say that my knowledge of paddle boarding was very limited. Connie and Mike both were more than happy to answer my questions and spent over an hour (in between customers, of course) to welcome me and my boyfriend to the world of paddle boarding. They do courses and rentals!

Rome is a vibrant city, if you couldn’t tell. It’s always alive with some event, whether it’s something at the forum, a play at the Historic DeSoto theater, or a block party. There are also many parks and forests here (not including Berry’s campus).  For a full list of parks, visit here. I’m going to touch on a few of my favorites.

The Rocky Mountain Project is a great fishing hole. There are also primitive camping sites, picnic shelters, and hiking trails. James H. Floyd State Park (known nearby as Sloppy Floyd) is technically up the road in Summerville, GA. But it’s worth it to visit if you’re going that way. It’s part of the Chattahoochee National Forest, has over three miles of trails, and two stocked ponds. A trail head of the Pinhoti Trail is only 1.6 miles away. There are a few cottages and you can also rent paddle boats. There’s a great playground for kids.

Be sure to check out the Marble Mine Trail while you’re here. I haven’t conquered this one yet because I just learned about it this past summer. It’s an “easy” 1.7 mile trail to a seasonal waterfall and the start of an abandoned marble mine.

Well, dear neighbors and readers, I hope you’ve learned some things you didn’t know and perhaps I’ve sparked your sense of wanderlust. Rome may not be an ideal destination when you think of a place to go, but if you really dig into the heart of the city, there is something here for everyone. If you ever find yourself over that way or just passing though, take a chance and stop! If you have any questions or comments, please feel free to share them!

Writing 201: Catch-up

Day 4: Imperfect, Limerick, Enjambment 

Imperfect is a word we all know,

the shame

makes our cheeks brightly

glow,

We do what we can to make it right again,

Absolute perfection we feign,

But underneath it, we know.

Day 5: Map, Ode, Metaphor

A map is made of lines

roads of all sizes and kinds.

They show you where you’ve been

and how to get back there again.

But maps are not always paper and ink,

they are other things too, I think.

Your hands are maps, full of lines,

they tell others how you spend your time.

Your eyes are guides as well,

the things you’ve seen, they tell.

So if you feel lost and alone,

and far from home you’ve flown,

Just know that maps will show you the way,

and guide you safely from the fray.

No matter how lost you think you are,

you can always find direction among the stars.

Weekend Poetry Potluck

I’ll be sharing with you one of my favorite poems I’ve discovered lately. Check my wednesday posts for more. 🙂

I am not very good

at a lot of things,

I cannot paint

you pictures

because the beautiful

things in my head

cannot be translated

nor can I sing to you,

as my voice has an

uncanny habit of

falling flat

nor can i play for you

as my fingers fumble

when my thoughts

cross over how

you look, watching me

but i can brush the

knots out of your hair,

and work the knots

out of your back

when your day

has become too

much to bear

i am not good at much,

but i will be good to you.

kpk

Day 6: Faces, Found Poetry, & Chaismus

I’m skipping this one for now and will try to come back to it later. My brain’s just drawing a blank on it right now.

Day 7: Neighborhood, Ballad, Assonance

A neighborhood is a thing, not just a place,

it’s somewhere to call home, a friendly space.

Some are different but that’s not always the case.

Just somewhere for you to know all the faces.

They’re full of friends and grace.

Somewhere to call home base.

Day 8: Flavor, Elegy, Enumeratio

They never told me that you couldn’t eat

whatever your wanted when your kidneys were beat.

No more peanuts, not even the butter,

“way too much phosphorus”, I mutter.

No more fried foods, no more dried beans,

Now all your eating has to be clean.

Limited liquid, no more salt,

No more dairy, lay off the malt.

No more bananas, no more guacamole.

Learning all this comes very slowly.

Day 9: Cold, Found Poetry, & Epistrophe/Anaphora

Cold

is like a

snowball, chasing

you across the yard. Cold is

like an icicle, dripping slowly down the

collar of your jacket. Cold is seeing your breath

on the window while you gaze at the world outside.

Cold is that first snow flake falling on the tip of

your nose. Cold is a shiver down your spine.

Day 10: Pleasure, Sonnet, Apostrophe

Music is such a pleasure to me.

It says things my words can’t.

Sometimes it makes me chant,

It makes my heart feel free.

Some days I go on a listening spree,

Sometimes my mood makes me slant,

and the music is like my rant.

Other days, I use it to flee.

 It fills my ears and makes me smile.

The pleasure comes from within.

Learning it is always worth your while.

It causes goosebumps all over your skin,

It doesn’t matter the style.

You’ll know as soon as it begins.

In Conclusion:

I’m not super happy with all of these but that’s ok I suppose. I’d love to hear your thoughts on anything. Thank you for dropping by, dear friends and neighbors.

Writing 201: Day 3 – Skin, Prose Poetry, Internal Rhyme

Alright everyone, welcome back to Day 3 of the Writing 201 class. The subject is “skin”, the style is “prose poetry”, and the added bones I guess? is “internal rhyme”. Let’s get on with it, shall we?

Are you comfortable with the skin you’re in?

Do you know it’s lines like I know mine?

Do you have freckles or scars?

Is it home to you, no matter what you do?

Are you ok with how it fits and all the odd bits?

You only get one.

It tells the story of everything you’ve ever done,

all your adventures and time in the sun.

Be kind to your skin, it knows where you’ve been.

That’s all for tonight folks. How do you feel about  your skin?

Writing 201: Day 2 – Gift, Acrostic, & Simile

Please please excuse my terrible poetry. I’m trying and just bear with me. But I certainly make no promises. The subject is “gift”, the style is “acrostic” (which is basically spelling something with the first or last letters of the lines of the poem), and the extra (I guess) is “simile” (comparing things that don’t normally get compared). I’d love to hear your thoughts. 🙂

The giving of a gift, is a special thing indeed,

Hope, as bright as a sunset, lights their eyes

Everyone wonders what it could be

Guided paper holds a surprise

Inside could be anything at all

Visibly beautiful, wrapped with a bow

I wonder what you got in the haul

Now sweat forms on your brown

Giving or getting, it’s all a good time.