I am Natasha.
I am 25 years old, a quarter of a century!!
I am a person who makes mistakes often, loves people deeply, makes life changes frequently, and is thankful for Gods peace always.
When I stand next to my brothers it is not as evident as it once was that I am the oldest. But I still get to hold the "princess" title in the family. I have hazel eyes that change to either green or brown depending on my mood. I have shortish brown hair, that was bleached and turned pink.(in spots, but not like a leopard)
I have been through and learned from many trial and tribulations, conquered disasters and relied on friends and family to get me through.(to these people many thanks!!)
I love Margie's butterscotch-peanut butter-marshmallow- fudge, bbq's with friends, Melissa's chili and Mom's veggie bars.
I am a daughter.
I am an older sister.
I am a granddaughter.
I am a niece.
I am a cousin.
I am a friend.
I am a roommate.
I am a neighbour.
I am a baker.
I am a lamb among the wolves.
I love s'mores by the fire and seeing the sights from the top of the Ozarks.
I enjoy living in Hamilton, but have found a lot of hate in my heart for "Steel City".
I love comfy chairs and pillows, hard wood floors and beautiful windows. I could not live in the hills but have found that across the universe is where my dreams lie.
I believe that people have the right to dream, and dream big. I hope that the changes being made in society today are changes that will continue the hopes and dreams for a future generation not squash them.
I am excited to live in a pocket, that is to live in a neighbourhood where deep community can take place.
I believe that the journey of 1,00 miles must begin with the first step, and am grateful that unlike Jesus I can travel those miles in funky footwear! I think that we as people need to be more conscience of what we are being and where it is coming from. That we need to be reminded that Jesus (the biggest gift we will ever be given) was born into shit and still managed to bring Shalom to a world that desperately needs it.
One twillighted night changed my life. It brought me back down to the skin and bones of whats important in life.
I am trying to establish boundaries in relationships that are not healthy; and am finding it very hard to stick to my guns.
I love my mom. I have a good one and am lucky to still have her be apart of my life. Someone who I lean on, cry to, complain to and admire. It is through friends loss that I realize just how truly lucky I am. To her, I love you, to them, I love you!
I again slept in a park one dark knight with a smile on my face. Trying to help bring attention to the very real concern of homelessness in Hamilton.
I have been supported and loved much this year, and need to be reminded that there is not measure in this love, no paybacks; just simply to love and support others in return.
I am thankful to many nameless and named people for protecting my country and my freedom.
I know that it is not just their lives that they put at risk, but the lives also of their families. But I still hope to hear one day that war is over, peace found and love lived in every ones hearts not hate.
I stood under the mistletoe waiting to be kissed, but alas my prince did not come. So I wait knowing that when it happens it will happen and loving living life in the meantime.
I realize that this year pretty much changed everything. That it is easy to admit defeat, but that to pick yourself back up with the help of family and friends throwing you life lines can be rewarding in its own right.
So fare thee well friends of the past; thanks for the help, love and support. Watch out friends of the future for good times and bad times are coming at you, of that I am certain. And for you, those dear sweet fools that have had my back and are still along for the ride, buckle your seat belts. I am sure that the roller coaster has much more track and that its sure to be an interesting adventure; one filled with hills and valleys, loves and losses, joys and sorrows.
At a stop-loss,
My name is Natasha and its the year 2008!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
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