Friday, March 21, 2014

I may or may not be back to blogging.


Some of my friends have described me as being shy when I first meet someone.  I don't talk to you just because you're sitting next to me, but if you approach me first I'm basically an open book.  With that being said, I typically don't talk about my faith voluntarily.  However, if someone asks me... I tell them about my God.  Last night, I saw this quote whilst  studying   procrastinating   on Pinterest and couldn't help but make my own image and share with you what it means to me. 





This hits so hard, not only as a Christian, but also as a future nurse.  As a student, you're normally blinded when you enter the clinical setting for the first time.  What you have studied and forced yourself to do step by step isn't what you actually see be done by every nurse, every time. Here in my happy, little invincible bubble, I get a little heart broken when I see not so happy things happen. I haven't lived a sheltered life at ALL. Trust me. I wasn't the teenager you wanted your kids to be around, remember ? Since, I've "grown up" I've tried to find the good in everyone and  believe that everyones tries to lives by the golden rule.  Well, my bubble was finally busted after a year of nursing school. 

I've witnessed a few things that I don't want to be necessarily associated with in the clinical setting already. As nurses, it's not our place to judge. It's our place to care for, comfort, and teach that patient. Just as it is our place as Christians to care for one another, comfort, and spread the good word. I'm not perfect by any means. Your strength is probably my struggle. It's easy to want to focus on and point out other's mistakes when we're struggling ourselves. Even if you appear to have a picture perfect life, everyone has a struggle... regardless if it's noticeable or not. It's important to remember we're people from all walks of life, and we haven't all been dealt the same hand or blessed with the same opportunities. 

We shouldn't care why or how a patient could do something destructive to themselves, just as we shouldn't judge someone for their preferences or decisions they may make. But, we can pray that they know what forgiveness is, that God will influence their mind and hearts, and that your compassion will speak volumes.  We can find out why our "frequent flyer" patient is not complying with their medication regimen with the intent to help.  We can teach them prevention, offer advice on useful tips and techniques, or simply provide resources that can better be useful for that particular patient. We can't assume every patient knows the pathophysiology, clinical manifestations, or complications that can occur with their disease.  Just because we have a medical education doesn't mean they do too.  Just as we can't assume every person knows right from wrong, or believes that there is a heaven or hell.  But we can share our testimonies, answer their questions or find someone who can, and just offer ourselves.

As important as we think we are, when it is all said and done, our opinions don't matter. But God's does. We're lucky that he loves us enough to give us a choice. Only God can decide who makes it into his kingdom, our only service is to witness to and love them as Jesus loves us. 

The struggles I've been faced with lately could knock me down and easily turn out for the worst.  But as each day goes by, I'm learning better ways to deal with them.  I think this was one of them.  I guess you can say I'm back to blogging now. 






P.S. thank you Aubrey for the font freebies 

Friday, October 4, 2013

Be you.

So, I did in fact fall off the side of the earth.  And in my opinion, for perfectly good reasons.  I not only quit blogging, I quit doing a lot of things I used to do.  Every day I'm discovering more and more about myself that I never thought would be imaginable.  I'm feeling a little Carrie Bradshaw these days.

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I thought I loved this, I thought I loved that.  This once made me happy but now it just makes me want to barf. I put myself out there just to be shut down. I don't give myself enough credit half the time, I'm a lot stronger than I think apparently because I know God would never give me something I couldn't handle. I came to the realization that I've lived my entire life making someone else happy. Am I being selfish? Perhaps. But you only have one life, and I'm most certainly going to make mine count. I've got dreams, I've got flaws, and I've got a whole mess of crap to talk about. trust me when I say, this bird you can not change



This post is semi pointless and I'm just rambling, I know. But these days, I'm just trying to survive nursing school with my head ABOVE water on top of everything else going on.  I go to school, I go to clinicals, I study, I work, and I sleep.  That's about it.  I've become a hermit, but I don't necessarily think that's a bad thing.  I am pretty much bad at every life/social role there is imaginable. When things get hard, I shut down and depend on time to heal it all.  But, I'm a good student. and that's about all I've got going for me.  I may let a lot of relationships fall off the side of the earth, but I pray I never lose the ability to strive to learn. I pray I never stop wanting to push myself as far as I can go.  I want nothing more than to finish nursing school, begin my career, and go back to school for more.


I'm so thankful nursing school brought me some of the best friends that understand me to the core and push me when I need it and talk me down when I don't.  We spend just about every moment of every day together.  We break down, we piss each other off, we lift each other up. and that's when you really get to know someone. 




 Sometimes you fall off the wagon, but we do what we have to do to get each other through.
That's what life is all about, and that's when you really get to know yourself.






Today's the best day to do some random rambling post and attempt to not neglect blogging because it's 



and I may not necessarily be backing it up like most of you,
but I am listening to the song that connects me and my Daddy at the soul.

Free Bird by Lynyrd Skynyrd on Grooveshark

The past few months have been unimaginable, but I listen to this song and all is right in the world. I miss my family more than words, but all I have to do is look down at my wrist, see my Daddy's handwriting, and I'm reminded of who I am.

sassy, classy, white trashy, and smart assey.





Thursday, August 15, 2013

It's OK Thursday still, dawg.

So, one of my favorite link ups used to be It's OK Thursday with Amber...but it ended a few months ago.  With all that's going on in my life, I feel it be necessary to tell you WHAT I'M OK WITH.  For the sake that I haven't posted in almost 2 weeks because
a) there are not enough cuss words to write about what's going on
b) it's not even worth saying
c) I've been busy as a beeeeeeeee!


So, guess what, it's almost 2am and that's ok.

It's OK...




  • that I have class in 6 hours and I haven't gone to bed
  • that I run away from my problems, and take trips home every chance I get
  • that I still can't accept Kidd Kraddick died :(
  • that I release stress at the batting cages

  • that I spend almost less than zero time following anyone on any form of social media or blogging while I deal with my junk
  • that I haven't washed my hair in a few days
  • that I bought Blurred Lines on iTunes just so I can make it the ringtone for my alarm... EVERYBODY GET UP!
  • that you're probably about to do the same thing... it works, you're welcome
  • that I'm actually excited for a full 8 hours of class tomorrow
  • that I crave structure and never let myself rest


  • that I miss home more than anything and I'm counting down the Christmases until I'm out of this place
  • that I still have trouble communicating emotions
  • that I'm going to bed with my makeup on
  • that I need new episodes of Duck Dynasty in my life
  • that I read bible verses and inspirational quotes from my favorite historical men on a DAILY basis 
  • that I get most of my nutrition from coffee, cheerios, and fiber one bars these days
  • that I wish I could be on the Today Show with KLG so she could just tell me "this is how you lose your reputation, one shot at a time" as I shoot a Jameson and chase it with wine
  • that this might be the last post for awhile...

Sunday, August 4, 2013

holy hell, batman

The events that have taken place in my life in the past 6 weeks are purely unblogable.  Are you familiar with Murphy's Law? Let's just say that mother freakin' law has been all up in my junk just doing it's thing, hanging out, waiting for me to fall apart.  I admit a few times I've pitch a fit, tipped it on back, watched the Notebook and cried.  But, I'm still kickin'.  For the sake that I haven't posted in a hot minute, I wanted to try to at least get in a few this week by starting off with Sunday Social.

that's what she said


Sunday Social

1. What are 3 items you can't live without on a daily basis (water, food, shelter, and clothes don't count)
Coffee, Chapstick, and of course my iPhone. Shocker.   

2. What is your all time favorite book? Why?
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert.  If you saw the movie and haven't read the book, then you're missing out on life.  If you read the book before the movie ever even surfaced, I like you.  An excerpt from this book is self explanatory as to why it is my favorite book.  It is life changing.  


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"I am alone, I am all alone, I am completely alone.
Grasping this reality, I let go of my bag, drop to my knees and press my forehead against the floor. There, I offer up to the universe a fervent prayer of thanks.
First in English.
Then in Italian.
And thenójust to get the point acrossóin Sanskrit.
And since I am already down there in supplication on the floor, let me hold that position as I reach back in time three years earlier to the moment when this entire story beganóa moment which also found me in this exact same posture: on my knees, on a floor, praying." 

3. What is something you'd like to accomplish before the end of 2013?
I would't hate giving into the Lizard and toning my jiggly thunder thighs and tightening #datazz.  But more than anything, I can't wait to complete my first full year of nursing school.  Which means, after 2013 I have ONE year left. Finally, I will be done with school for a little while! 

4. If you could go back and relive any year of your life which year would it be?
2004 so I could spend and cherish every last moment with my Grammy while she was still alive.  I'd also relive 2008, my senior year of high school.  Not only because it was obviously the best time of my life, but because I would have changed a few decisions that could possibly alter the way things are now.  

5. What do you wish people knew about you without you having to tell them?
I'm incredibly sarcastic and I live to laugh. I mean no harm, so stop crying and stop runnin' ya mouf! 

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Tybee Sunset

I bet you didn't know my favorite thing in the entire world is watching the sunrise/sunset on a body of water?  Alright, you probably did.  My life has been absolutely cray-cray lately.  But by the overflow of seriousness or lack of posts lately, you probably knew that, too.  It's just one thing after another! I know God is eventually going to throw me a break, I know one day I'll be able to breathe again.  all will be good in the hood for me if you will.

On any given day, I usually don't like to be alone.  I run from my problems and when I'm alone I think.  Thinking means facing your problems and I just don't do that too well.  If you haven't noticed, sarcasm is my defense mechanism.  Ya know...laughing?  Yeah, I'm pretty good at that. It's my thing. If you ain't laughing, you ain't living. And ain't nobody got time for dat.

On this particular day, I couldn't laugh though.  I had a million things going through my head, a to-do list a mile long, time was running out and no matter what I did, I couldn't breathe.  All of the time in the world wouldn't be enough for me to do what needed to be done.  I didn't want to talk to anyone, and I surely didn't want to think about or discus any options (and don't call me Shirley). I just wanted time to stand still for one second so I could breathe. I needed the beach.  I needed to stick my toes in the water, sit my butt in that hot sand, and face the simple fact that I'm alone.


I really just planned on sitting there until I could courage up enough strength to get back up and face my reality.  My intent was to miraculously learn how to turn that emotional switch of mine back on and turn off my ability to not give a crap anymore when I've had enough.  However, someone had other plans for me.  I remembered I had my camera and the sun was starting to lower.  Perfection.  I ate pizza and had a brewsky, I switched up some lenses, and I played around with sunset/twilight settings for a bit as the sun came down over the sand dunes.  I made sure I soaked up the beauty of that sunset without only looking through the lens though.


































I didn't leave there with all my of life problems solved.  My to-do list was a mile longer than it was before, I discovered a cavity, and I had the dirtiest feet to accompany the sand in my eyes.  But, I could breathe again.  For two hours, I could take enough deep breaths to get me to the next day.  Tomorrow is always a new day.  For two hours, I was able to put my problems on the back burner and focus my attention on my relationship with God and my purpose in this life he gave me.  It's hard, and at times I just want to scream, to pout, and have a full on Walmart toddler tantrum.  But I know that although this may feel like the end of the world for me, it's not.  I may not be the most religious person to ever walk this earth, and I'll be the first to admit I don't always act as a Christian should...but, I know without a shadow of a doubt that there is a God that loves me and there's nothing he won't throw at me that I can't handle.  

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My mother did a remarkable job at raising a strong, independent, and level headed woman.  I may have gave her a hard time and tested every area I could manage growing up.  But my Momma taught me to fight for what I want, fight for what I believe in, fight for what is right.  and I'll be danged if I'm going let her down now.  

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I will overcome this, it's that simple.  



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