Thursday, January 22, 2015

this. [Oscar Wilde]

this. i saw this on a plane. on my plane back to here.
a man with oscar wilde in his pocket.
i wonder if he knew that i recognized it from the picture.
the picture that wasn't him.

found here via pinterest

Thursday, December 4, 2014

The Records I Kept | Reflections on the Weeks

week 1: my patient was kind, so kind. i made mistakes on my homework, but i will recover in later weeks.

week 2: something.

week 3: i think i knew what i was doing. it was easy but hard. so tired, so tired. so worth it.

week 4: i don't think i've ever met someone who talks so much more than me in my entire life. i want to be just like her when i grow up: spunky and full of worthwhile stories.


Wednesday, December 3, 2014

It has been far too long.

It has been far too long since last I appeared in this space.
I did not mean to disappear simply and lightly, but I have.
Perhaps I shall start again somewhere new.
Or not.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Camp

I've been at camp y'all!
I bet you knew that.
But that's why I've been absent from the field of writing this time.


So now I'm part of this new family of crazies and I'm watching kids and telling them the gospel everyday. I love my job.

On another note, I finally saw "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty" and loved it.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

i might

you know that feeling when you finish a good book for the first time?

         like you'll never find anything good to read... ever again
           at least not something that fits nicely with you, 
                    and the pieces of you that swim in your head
        even the pieces you don't really like
          like maybe the bottom of your stomach will fall out
                kind of dizzy
       the middle joints in your fingers, especially your pinkies, feel loose
                           maybe you also read it way too fast

i might still take a chance on another book

i might


Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Frozen II Roommate Reprise

So another study break :) I know, major drama queens... or princess... whatever.




And if you're interested in outtakes you can look here :D


Monday, April 28, 2014

Remember

This is just one of those "to remember" things a friend sent me. I think it's lovely.


Sunday, April 13, 2014

Crazy Roommate Love



I love my roommate, but sometimes we are crazy.

Here we are, studying late into the night, once again.

Thanks for being there for me dear friend.





Friday, March 28, 2014

Letter to you

Dear Kate,

there will be nights without sleep.
Or more specifically: there will be 2AMs with many projects begun all over the floor and checklists building in your mind, and you will want to stay up all night.
You will, of course, try the whole sleep thing.
After all, night is when people sleep and you have places to be tomorrow, hypothetically.
But let's face it, you're not very good at sleep.
Aside from everything you want to be doing, there's everything you need to get done. And when you do what you know you should, there are the thoughts to chase away the sleep with the broom.
I really just thought you should know.

Best wishes,
Future Self

PS: You've always been this way, so you probably already knew. It was just in case. Or it will be, I guess.

Friday, March 21, 2014

Wallflower

Every time someone says "wallflower"
I just picture some really beautiful intricate wallpaper with detailed flowers all over it.
I'm not sure that's what it is truly referring to.
I mean, I know it's people, but the metaphor is what?
I don't care.
This is lovely.


Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Catch me if you can

Today I feel all caught up!
This may be a complete illusion but it will be one I will continue running at.
It's great.
Nursing classes have ended for all of us pre-clinicals for the week! We can all breathe!
[worry not, we still have fluff tomorrow]
It's pre-Friday. Let's all celebrate.


Sunday, January 26, 2014

Thanks for the Rosehips

I love rosehips. Truly, they are one of my favorite things about autumn.
I'm aware that it's winter.
But actually our winter was friday, now it's gone.
Still, it's not quite spring.
So I'm thinking about autumn.

Let me back up.

When I left Germany I had a jar of rosehips.
I eventually had to throw them away.
They dried out, kind of started to rot...

More background.

Listening to a sad, emotional song (not for the sake of melancholy, it's just in the playlist.)
Watching a video that makes you cry (again, I didn't know it was coming.)
It would be easy to just sink into it.

But then you remember about rosehips.
On every walk there are those things you see, special rocks, feathers, flowers, rosehips.
(If you're wondering which of these are best, let me give you a hint: rosehips. Always rosehips. Seaglass too. Always seaglass. Same principle.)

So in life, there are rosehips too.
Something someone says. An old treasured memory. A special, spontaneous, parking-lot group-hug. A loud dinner party that goes late and stays happy. Remembering something from a book you read as a child, that makes you laugh out loud. God's hand at work.

So to the people who carry the rosehips in, thank you.
Life's rosehips never dry out.





Sunday, January 19, 2014

Ben's List

{Twelfth Grade English Edition}

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love - Marlowe
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd - Raleigh
#130: My Mistress' Eyes are Nothing Like the Sun  - Shakespeare
Utopia - Sir Thomas Moore
A Valediction Forbidding Mourning - Donne
Death Be Not Proud - Donne
Batter My Heart - Donne
Meditation 17 - Donne
Of Studies - Sir Francis Bacon
On My First Son - Ben Johnson
Areopagitica - Milton
When I Consider How my Light is Spent - Milton
The Spectator 249 -Addison
A Modest Proposal - Jonathan Swift
School for Scandal - Richard Sheridan
Rime of the Ancient Mariner - Coleridge
The Poison Tree - Blake
Lines Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey - Wordsworth
The World Is Too Much With Us - Wordsworth
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: "Storm in the Alps" - Byron
England in 1819 - Shelley
On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer - Keats
When I Have Fears - Keats
Vindication on the Rights of Women - Wollstonecraft
The Lady of Shallot - Tennyson
The Memoriam - Tennyson
Home Thoughts, From Abroad - Robert Browning
My Last Duchess - Browning
Preludes - T.S. Eliot
The Door in the Wall - H.G. Wells
The Rocking Horse Winner - D.H. Lawrence
Across the Bridge - Graham Greene
The Garden Party - Katherine Mansfield
Shooting an Elephant - Orwell
A Room of Her Own - Virginia Woolf
Paradise Lost - Milton
The Ballad of Reading Gaol - Wilde
Miss Youghal's Sais - Kipling

When I finished my senior year I was throwing away paper. My friend, Ben, caught me throwing away my English notes. He was obviously aghast. All those poems; whoosh. All those notes; gone
So to keep him from freaking out, I wrote this list of things that would be worth revisiting in later years. Some I did revisit, in the one college English course I shall ever take. (At least, that's the plan.) I think I should revisit a few more.
More recently, I had the opportunity of landing back in my old English classroom. Shalyn, another relanded alumni, requested Ben's List. So here it is for anyone who wants it. And for good measure, a picture of me and Shalyn revisiting Miss Young and causing (not too much) trouble.



Wednesday, January 15, 2014

20 words about my self

homework turned introspective

  • talkative
  • outgoing
  • ambiverted
  • optimist
  • assertive
  • fragmented
  • (sometimes) numb
  • deep-feeler
  • connector
  • planner
  • creative
  • quirky
  • procrastinator
  • learner
  • night-owl
  • dreamer
  • lover-of-stillness
  • list-maker
  • seeking-out [life flavors, friends, etc...]
  • contented

Monday, January 13, 2014

back again | January, darling | list of 10

So I'm back. Yes, I've been gone from here forever. I'm so sorry. There was break and painting and writing and not getting things done to be done. 

~~~

Dear January, 
hello, my darling. You have a lovely name. I always forget that I love you. I hope you never do. I thought I would wish you to bring snow. You haven't, but I'm not disappointed. The warmish Texan winds, Virginian drizzly days, and German fogs have been perfect so far. Thanks.
Yours,
Kit 
xoxo

~~~

I was thinking today about jumping right back into school. My tired brain wasn't truly ready for this leap. I should really go to bed now and perhaps avoid the dreary feeling coming back tomorrow. I've somehow managed to leave my family scattered back over the globe and I miss them already. 
So, thought I don't do New Years Resolutions, here is a list. 

10 things to do to keep from going crazy as you start nursing school: 
1. stay totally open to amending this list.
2. dance in the living room.
3. practice french.
4. call your family and friends.
5. paint. 
6. roommates.
7. prayer.
8. don't let work run away with itself. 
9. watch your favorite films.
10. reorganize


Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Driving

Things heard, that somehow make logical sense now that I'm here.


"I'm not sure, because I've been a lot of ways home."
"Can't we just go the way we came?
"Oh. This is the way to the golden tulip."
"The zoo entrance is up here on the right I think."
"Guys, I don't think this should be this hard."
"I think I recognize this. I think we can go straight or left."
"There's the zoo entrance."
"Guys, we came this way. This should really not be this hard."
"The light is red!"
"I thought that didn't matter?"
"It doesn't matter, unless you're American."
"This is the way we came."
"Oh yeah those are the gates. Turn right."
"Left."
"You can't go this way this is a one way."
"Come on!"
"Yeah it should be fine."
"There are cars coming. This is not going to work. Well, you can't turn left again."
"Mais, si."
"There we go. Now right."
"Don't all these signs look French? You can tell it wasn't the Germans who came. They have different signs."
"There's the golden tulip."
"Where? I don't see it."
"I think I'm actually doing pretty well. Sometime I should tell him the way to get to the house and see if I can get it right."
"I really don't get why we can't just go the way we came."
"Go straight but not over that big bump."
"I think this was the bump we were trying to miss."
"No, this is a pothole. She was talking about that bridge."
"Just squeeze between these two."
"Mom, you told me that meant right. I've been saying left."
"So now just right here."
"Oh yeah, this is right. Because we passed that Happy Birthday graffiti on the way here."
"I actually knew that one. Because of the napkins."
"This actually is hopping during the day."
"Sometimes the carpenters block the door. Once I left and there were two. I came back and there were five. Can't you see I'm running errands."
"See you tomorrow. We'll text you to check your messages."
"During the day there aren't really any rules, but since it's night I don't think we can turn left here."
"I still don't see why we can't go the way we came."
"Well this isn't a road."
"We're home."
"Oh. I didn't realize it was so close."

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Frost!

There was frost on the knoll next to the apartamento this morning! What is happening to Texas?


http://www.redbubble.com/people/bethmason/works/7979191-first-frost


Happy Finals Week everyone! Drive safely on your journeys home.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Hello December!

Hello December! Hello Christmas, and Hannah, and travel, and parents!
Hello cold, and snow (maybe), and singing carols.
Hello to winter, lovely and frosty.
I cannot wait for all of you.


Sunday, November 24, 2013

Birthday

Friday was Kat's birthday, so thursday night we celebrated the end of her teen-hood with a special dinner and dessert and movies in a special blanket fort. Then we celebrated the last minute by running around the building right before the rain (happiness.)
I feel so blessed to have these three lovely ladies in my life. I learn so much just from just being with you three. I love you and I pray that each year continues ever more amazing than the last. 

Happy 20th Kat! 

Friday, November 15, 2013

A thought | a quote

James Fraser wrote "The aim of Satanic power is to cut off communication with God. To accomplish this aim he deludes the soul with a sense of defeat, covers him with a thick cloud of darkness, depresses and oppresses the spirit, which in turn hinders prayer and leads to unbelief-- thus destroying all power (instead of seeing Heb 11:1)."

I just liked this. Thought I would share.