Karla's Chronicles

I met you at the shoreline/ As the sun was going down/ and the sky was the most beautiful cotton candy pink You said you were enamored with my beauty/but I felt the same as you/ Eyes as Blue as the sky/ Hair as white as a glistening snow It had been decades/since I had met a guy I would like to get to know/ but there was something so endearing about your glow The way you would shine when I asked you about your ebb and flow/ the way you just went with life no matter what you were thrown yes you were beautifully full grown/but there was something so special about your smile/how it raidiated across the miles Smiling despite the storms/shows the relillisence of the human form/ you had just been through a rough divorce/ but you remain a force I never thought I would end up loving/the guy i sat next to on the shore/ you were once a complete stranger/but now we have been together for a year/and last night when we went to dinner/you asked me to marry you/ love overcame me and of course i said

1. It is the feel-good season. Everyone around you seems to be in a good mood. It is the time to be happy and most of all, be as giving as you possibly can. 2. The Music. I listen to it every day as I work on writing and posting on this blog. It is an instant mood booster! You would think I would get tired of it because I listen to it all of the time, but honestly, I don't. 3. The Tree. It is a beautiful accent to any home and whatever room you choose to show it in! 4. The lights and the decorations. They are also instant mood boosters and are so colorful and bright. It simply makes me happy just to look back at them and smile. 5. The movies, especially the classics. I love the classics like snoopy and frosty the snowman that remind me of my childhood. 6. The giving of the gifts. I love watching the faces of surprises and thankfulness when my loved ones open their gifts. 7. The reason for the season, God. He is the real hero here. Always guiding our lives in the best possible way

We as humans deserve more credit. Of course, we are blessed beyond belief to be walking this Earth and taking part in our surroundings. Don’t mistaken that part. However, I believe the adversity some of us face doesn’t get the credit it deserves. We face things some people could only dream about facing. Our strength has to work overtime to bring us through the roughest of seas. We have to overcome floods of our spirits. Floods of abnormal proportions. Ones that totally overflow and take over our entire bodies. Sometimes, we have nothing left to do but wallow in our own sorrows and let them out in a form of a breakdown filled with tears bigger than our own eyes. Just like we do after a long day, I am sure our spirit tires. We have to be sure to take care of our bodies just like we do ourselves. Our bodies are what work overtime to sustain us. It’s only fair to treat it with respect and fuel it with good stuff to keep it going efficiently. We push until our wheels fall off because in

You were told you couldn’t, or you shouldn’t. You spent your entire life underestimated and no one wanted to think twice about your actual ability. They looked at you from the outside and saw someone who was physically stuck and incapable. They didn’t see you as a human who had a big heart and even bigger aspirations. Of course, this would take more work than someone who already has the things they need. I was born ready for challenges, though. Obviously, my birth had already been a challenge, so what’s one more? My whole life was tailored for others to sit back and watch as I accomplished what they thought I would not do. Little by little, they would be amazed and taken aback what they see and slowly but surely, they would give me the credit I deserved. It is always a good thing when others value your work and see that you are willing to work for your milestones. It was and is hard work, though and if you are not careful, it will run you down and take all of your energy. Your body

I sit on a busy train full of noisy babies and children. I don’t mind. I know it is the kid’s nature to want to run around and be doing something constantly. Wanting to relax and try and calm myself down for the long ride ahead, I put in my earphones and put on some classical music. I figure this might help to soothe my anxiety a bit and maybe even prepare my body for a nap. I can’t remember the last time I ever had time for a nap. The idea of a nap had my heart beating hard in anticipation of the peaceful sensation that was about to overtake my body. I struggle to get comfortable. The train ride is wobbly and shaky, and the railing that supports my back is rubbing up against it. Eventually, though, I retrieve my blanket and pillow from the upper cabin and fall into a slumber. My dreams carry me back home to my posh New York apartment, where the snow fall is unrelenting. I sit cozily by the lavish fireplace under my favorite fuzzy blanket reading the latest James Patterson thrille

The old clock ticks repeatedly in my ear as I struggle to sleep. The repeated tick-tock of the clock becomes a little monotonous like the chirping of the crickets on the ledge of my window. I moan as I turn over to your side and attempt to shut my eyes. Instead, I find myself sad and forlorn in the company of your absence. I begin to think back to when times were easier, and the times where we got along effortlessly. The times when we would walk through the mall and hold hands, our grasp so tight even the strongest of winds couldn’t survive its grip. The times where a simple gift of flowers was left at my office desk just because and would leave me with an effortless smile, grinning from ear to ear. I miss the days when we would arrive home and talk about our days, no matter how long and tiring they were. We would lie down next to each other in an embrace and fall asleep in each other’s arms. I miss the times when you would wake up before me and gently stroke my hair before telling

I often wonder what it feels like to be in love, or if it is even a feeling at all. Maybe it is just a tempting emotion that waits in the wings, teasing us every chance it gets. Tempting it may be, but one thing I know for sure it that it causes hurt and heartbreak. This is not meant to be a negative viewpoint piece, but rather one written with a sense of curiosity and wonderment. I am human, and from time to time, I crave the feeling of love. Not so much the feeling though, I guess so much as the cute little things that come along with loving another person. For instance, the tight hugs when you need someone to hold and comfort you and the notion that there will always be someone there for you, even through the darkest and most terrible moments. Most of all, though, it is having someone you can complain to during those harder times that you would like to forget about. As a person with a disability, dating and having a significant other has been something I have struggled with for a

The following is a poem I wrote today (November 14, 2018) for my quote blog series. “Hope Rises” The evening folds into night The silence of night Envelops the dark The crickets chirp In unison I collapse Into bed after a long Day of what feels like Hell My nerves are shot My head feels hot Like fever is running its course My body fighting against anything You can nurse I toss and turn Wonder if this day could burn Its ashes blowing in the wind Never to return If I could get to sleep I know that I could drift off into my dream Taking me somewhere filled with love And illuminating light Where the colors of the rainbow shine so vividly And bright I reluctantly open my eyes the next morning I yawn widely And grumble about returning to my reality Luckily today I do feel a little bit better The bright light from the sun peeks through My window as it rises I make my cup of warm coffee And decide to sit on my porch While I sip from my favorite mug And sit cozily in my favorite fluffy r

As humans, we tend to hang on to emotions and perhaps grudges more than we should. We can become bitter because of the things that happened in our past that we would rather forget. We can look at ourselves in the mirror sometimes and feel disgusted because of some of the poor decisions we made in life. The truth is we cannot change the past or who we identified as in the past. It is over and finished. However, since most of our lives are built and thrive around memories, it is sometimes difficult for our minds to let go of the stains that have marked our past. Bad memories can also tend to haunt you like the monster under the bed. Life is weird like that. Sometimes a song that comes on the radio can trigger some negative memories and every time you hear that song, you may become angry and triggered by that song that reminds you of a certain event or person. This can cause a mental breakdown or a heavily emotional reaction. The same thing can happen with happy memories of the past.