Karla's Chronicles

When you feel lost and alone, Don't worry, I know you will eventually find your way back home. Even when the pain radiates and stings like the worst bee sting, remember it's only temporary. You may be trapped in the thought that this feeling will never leave you alone. I know this feeling all too well, and it is verging on terrifying. It's almost like being trapped in a spider's web and unable to find your way out of its intricate web. No matter what you try to do to escape it, it seems like there is nothing more to do than go through it and let it resolve itself. Bad times in life are indeed inevitable. They are going to happen, some on a more frequent basis than others. Feeling lost may even relate back to your childhood. Maybe you grew up without a mother or father figure, and no matter how much you search for one, you realize it is just another curveball that may even affect you in adulthood. As we are growing up rearing and learning are both special skills that w

Summertime The sun shines on my skin/as I sit by the pool basking in the sun/ School just ended/ And all of the kids are celebrating not having any more work to do/The teachers are just as happy/ They get to relax after dealing with classrooms of kids and teenagers/The purpose of the summer/is to enjoy life/to bask in the joy/ and remember what you have been through to get here/ we go through the winter/where everything is cold, barren, and brown/ but we stay alive/because we know that life will turn around/it means vacation with the family/and memories to last a lifetime/ the summer was the time of the year I made you mine/ I still look in your eyes/and see the love reflected back/you remind me that I have never lacked/ you just want me plain jane and all/ you hold my hand while we cruise the mall/ I no longer feel little of small/ you are everything I have been looking for flaws and all/ I will always remember this summertime/where the sun shine/meant that you would be mine forever.

Gymnastics. The hardest sport in the world. Yes, you heard me right. Those girls you see magically flying across the floor exercise mat are nothing short of superhuman. They have dedicated their whole life to working extremely hard so that they can master the skills to wow audiences across the world. Not only that but if they're lucky enough, they can possibly make it on the International Stage and then to the elusive Olympic Games. I would assume that the Olympic Games are the most elite gymnast's dream, but there is a reason the committee is so selective. Only the best of the best make it there, but luckily, there are other choices. One of those choices is college gymnastics. I have loved LSU's college program for almost 24 years. Longer than the current gymnasts on the squad have been alive. I for one fell head over heels in love with gymnastics when the 1996 women's team won the gold medal. That was so inspirational to me. They worked and I am sure struggled to make

As a child, I had big and ambitious dreams to be a doctor. I have always loved learning how the human body works. I find it utterly fascinating. I had one of those fake doctor's kits and used to use them on my baby dolls pretending like they were the patients. In high school, I loved the biological sciences and they were easy for me. I had my mind cemented on the whole doctor thing until I learned that it required math, and I am not good at math in any sense. Once I realized that I went onto social work and had my mind set on it all through college until a mishap in graduate school basically ruined that dream for me. Fast forward to present day and being a writer. I absolutely love the idea and the actions of being a writer. I love putting my talent on display for the rest of the world to see. I will be honest that sometimes it is a curse. It will interrupt the most amazing night's sleep with a creative idea. Once that happens, I am pretty much awake with the idea of the piece