Above is a lovely picture of my first pumpkin carved with the help of a friend. Isn’t it magnificent! Happy Halloween to all you ghosties and ghouls this October! I would also like to thank all the wonderful people who commented me through my accident. I promise, when I get more time, I shall comment you all back and admire your own amazing blogs.
Love,
Linda
Yes, this is Linda Belle once again. I would like to take a moment to thank Meli so much for posting an update of my situation so quickly. (I know she was itching to post on her old site again!) I’d also like to plug her site, Melilyn.com. I must say, the pros of having a car wreck are seeing how many people love you to pieces, and also having your best friend redesign your website to look friggin’ awesome; be looking for the redesign soon.
I thought I would take this blog entry to share my experience the past three weeks (pre and post) my car wreck. Some of it has been written in the hospital, some in a cabin in the woods, and some right before it’s published. So, this is a lengthy blog entry. I also want to discuss some modifications the wreck has made on what I want for the future. It’s hard to even imagine that I’m describing what potentially could have been my last day on Earth in this blog; a site that so few people that are actually involved in my life read. I hope this entry isn’t completely painful for you to read. I hope that you do read all of it, just so you may be able to take a look at your own life.
First, I’d like to remind you that I was diagnosed in May with bipolar disorder type I. A disorder that has made me question very aspect of reality, human emotion, and time. In May I seriously attempted suicide, but failed. This led to a change in religious belief, outlook, and also ended with a tattoo. Read the rest of this entry »
In our childhood, we become captivated by a magical world that elaborate fairy tales create. As children, we eagerly listened to our mothers or fathers vividly recite to us a delicately woven story of a fairy princess and her prince. Even as adults, we can sometimes lose ourselves in that elegant and fragile world of a fairy tale. As we progress into adulthood, we forget the initial enchantment we experienced as children when we heard our first real fairy tale. However, we don’t have to forget the wonder and magic from our childhood.
Having a mother whose name was Belle, and sharing that name with me, didn’t ever strike me as anything significant. It wasn’t until I was eight and saw Disney’s Beauty and the Beast that I became captivated with the magic of the French farm girl who shared my name and sang about a quiet village. That summer, my grandmother had somehow procured a copy of the VHS. She set me down in front of the television one afternoon, no doubt when I was begging for her to help me draw a mural with sidewalk chalk. As an eight year old growing up in the nineties, I was instantly hypnotized by the opening Disney logo. This was all mystifying to me: the ancient looking styling of the beginning cartoon sequence, the whispery story of the prince and the rose, and the introduction to a strange girl who lived in a world beyond this one. Read the rest of this entry »
Boy, what a day! I went to ten different vets and finally got the worst vet in town to see him. I spend two hundred dollars for her to tell me exactly what I already knew (my mom insisted it wasn’t something easily fixable, no it must be LIFE threatening). Bye, bye new pay check. *waves and queues comic book moths to float out of pockets.*
I thought you’d enjoy this super cute picture though. :)
Roughly a year ago (August 15th) I was waiting in great anticipation of my summer vacation cruise. It took me a while to get back online, but I detailed my vacation in this post. I had just gotten my first job (one that I kept for a good three days), I was starting my senior year in high school, and I didn’t even have my driver’s license yet. A year ago I had long, red hair and I wanted things that I don’t want anymore. I never thought I’d ever want to get married and adopt kids and have a “normal” life. Why is that changing now? Am I at all the same person?
I guess what really got me thinking about the time I have on earth and who I am would be Shawna’s post. Am I using my time wisely? Am I on a good path to become the person I want to be? Who do I want to be and how different is that person to the person I am right now? Where will I be a year from now?
That’s why I’ve decided to start a little tradition.
Every August I’m going to create a new page and fill it with current events, expectations for the future, pictures, and other messages I’d like to tell my future self. The page will be password protected so I won’t accidentally open it for one year. So, without further ado let me present…
If you have an e-Time Capsule or decide to make one please show me! I’d love to see what you’re putting in yours.
