Gilded and enshrined rose the form of Prince Albert. His young, handsome, and warm form stands welcomingly across from the theater that bears his name. Prince Consort… Victoria’s Albert… the love of her so very long life. Is hard to imagine such a huge personality like Queen Victoria ruled with another. When thinking of famous Queens it never quite ( Read more... )

Upon inspection of my journal I didn't realize I hadn't posted a letter that I had written to my father this time of year in 2007 just after my father's death, and I thought I'd dredge it on up and post it. Simply because I think Dad would have liked it ( Read more... )

So I’ve grown to love my time here, as I always do. My home away from home. Meeting new people and being reacquainted with ones I’ve met before and every day, learning something new or re-teaching myself things that had escaped me. And every day, waking up beside Graham and realizing that I could be happy someplace other than home. His family ( Read more... )

Today is another day I've spent without my dad. What makes it different is, it is father's day (the second without him) and the overwhelming never changing fact that it would have been his birthday. He would have been 71, if he were here today. The Longest day of the year, dragged on without him. I spent the day with Graham's family and as good as ( Read more... )

Thanks Robert Burns, Guy Lombardo, NYC, Dick Clark, Champagne, and the past year. 2008 has passed, and 2009 is breaking. I can't say that I feel much different or that I was excited when the time passed.  A lot has happened over this year, and like I told Graham, I kind of expect to wake up and find that all that's happened, just didn't.  ( Read more... )

Yum, I'm hotness. LOL Borrowed from ( Read more... )

These two strangers began towards them. To her sister they were strangers, but to her these two forms held the love and personalities that had gotten her through one of the hardest times in her life. They were welcoming her back with open arms and a light in their eyes that she had longed to see and so happily found. They had been through a lot ( Read more... )

She stood beside his hospital bed, her right hand gripping tightly to the bar, looking down at her father. Hard to believe that the small wrinkled form with ragged breath had once been a 300 pound man, whose voice could stop strangers in their tracks. What happened? She thought to herself. How could have I have missed this? I should have been here ( Read more... )

So in the usually progression of time, we find ourselves coming full circle. No sooner I leave, I return. No sooner I graduate that I begin school again. No sooner I have love that it is kept at a distance. Fall Semester has begun and I find myself feeling nothing for the idea of being a graduate student. Files have been lost and found in the ( Read more... )

So I have returned home, or well back to America. I find myself missing Graham and Ashley very much. Especially Graham. I find myself wishing it was December already. Not just because of the sweltering Georgia summer, but because therein lies My Graham. I predict the very idea of being in his arms again is going to be the single wish that will keep ( Read more... )