Wounded Souls Ballad

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Finally on my way to long hair again. So far this year has brought me a new apartment, (first alone with my fiance!), an amazing new job, (building the largest plane yet to exist), which is the cherry on the top, and my health is stable (knock on wood). Praying the years brings a mellow path ahead. Chasing dreams pay off sometimes. Never ever give up on something you love. Time is the only obstacle if you never give up.

Finally on my way to long hair again. So far this year has brought me a new apartment, (first alone with my fiance!), an amazing new job, (building the largest plane yet to exist), which is the cherry on the top, and my health is stable (knock on wood). Praying the years brings a mellow path ahead. Chasing dreams pay off sometimes. Never ever give up on something you love. Time is the only obstacle if you never give up.


Instead of building Drones, I will now get to build more prototype manned aircrafts! Which means I get to move back to the high desert with my fiance. I am excited and nervous to let go of the known for the unknown. But to be a part of aerospace history will be amazing. Hoping no bad news follows the good. For now, I celebrate the opportunity! Omnia causa fiunt!


I was 19 when I took this photo! I had an accidental mock blonde hair dye incident. This was before my lungs started collapsing. When fear was a distant thought, where I was a goofy free spirit with a cause always worth fighting for. They say blondes have more fun. I call bullshit. Life was just easier back then, well easy for the times anyhow. Sometimes I miss it, but the reality is, It is but a fading memory. The now and future is what matters. I know things will get worse before getting better. But I know that the free spirit, happy girl in this picture is still inside, just waiting for the day I am set free. There is always reason behind it all. Omnia causa fiunt.

I was 19 when I took this photo! I had an accidental mock blonde hair dye incident. This was before my lungs started collapsing. When fear was a distant thought, where I was a goofy free spirit with a cause always worth fighting for. They say blondes have more fun. I call bullshit. Life was just easier back then, well easy for the times anyhow. Sometimes I miss it, but the reality is, It is but a fading memory. The now and future is what matters. I know things will get worse before getting better. But I know that the free spirit, happy girl in this picture is still inside, just waiting for the day I am set free. There is always reason behind it all. Omnia causa fiunt.


You can either be ordinary or extraordinary. In choosing which to be, you will find much inside, of who you are meant to be.


The frost within my soul begins to melt. I can feel the hope I felt so long ago slowly take its place. I dreamt once of a place I never thought I’d know. The stars in the vast night aligned for me. They danced in a chaotic beauty, telling me my life was on the brink of change. A map of truth only I could see. I felt the release of my demons. For once the control of my destiny wasn’t being weaved by something unknown. It was just me. No longer living in a tragedy. My story overturned to one of hope. My heart singing louder and stronger than ever before. Being a wandering soul, believing none alike traveled the same, thought the same. But in the reflection of that night, I saw eyes similar to my own. In those eyes I saw courage, hope, strength, and love. Something I thought the world lost so very long ago. It was that night I was truly not alone. It was that night, I finally began to let to.


Finally after a year of contemplating what the hell route to take in college, engineering is my final verdict. I’m already in with a brilliant company. It is the best route for now. Communications as well. Travelling is always fun. I am lucky to have landed the job I did. Two more years of suffering through the man labor and I’m home free. I just hope I can do it. But trying my best, in the end, is all I can offer. One step closer.


Laying here on the rustled sheets, with nothing but the night air covering my body, I stare into the hope of our future as he comes back to bed. Dreams we talked about for hours upon hours finally start to show their light. It’s easy with him by my side. Silent ‘I love you’s’ linger in the air above. Giggles overtake as wars of tickling come to play. As I lay my head upon his bare chest, our hands find one another. Interlocking in an unspoken promise of eternity. Closing my eyes, listening to his heart beat, as mine starts to sync along. And every thing in that moment makes sense. Though life seems to fall apart around us. We are constant. Our love carries us through any troubles that arise. All that’s needed is that hold of the hand. Eyes meeting in a common understanding of what we have and where it will take us. So we dream some more. Talk of our future with no boundries. Unlimited possibilities. A love filled eternity. He the king of my world, and I the queen of his. Our biggest dream is to be married. Hopefully by the end of the year. I’ve never wanted a big wedding, just something intimate with our close family and friends to share. My heart beats faster just thinking of the day. Seeing him standing there, waiting to once again take my hand. Though this time, it would mark the dawn of forever. A true eternity spent bound together by pure love. I would marry my best friend.