Focus Problems

I have not been able to focus at work today. It might be because I was called snippy without true justification. Or it might be becuase of this:

or because of this

Or maybe its because of this one

I just confirmed my reservations at the Atlantis. In this day and age, "Travel Agents" dont always get a break. But I did get a good price for three nights at the Atlantis. Im stoked to stay here. I have been dreaming about it for the last ten years of my life. Maybe even longer.

I couldnt post any of the pictures from the site. These were just the ones that I found on the web. They have everything there. No reason to leave the resort. Only 19 days away!

Memory Lane

Last night I flew in from a week in Florida for work. I was picked up by my long time friend, Val, and then we headed over to Kristy and Jasmines going-away party. It was alittle surreal for me.

Kristy was my first friend in Boston. I was sitting by myself at a Easter Concert the second day in Boston. I was highly overwhelmed by all these new people, being in a new place, but I was excited for it all. I knew that Boston was where I was suppose to be. So, I was sitting in a pew all by myself watching the others fill up around me. Kristy had brought a friend and her husband to this concert, so it just happened that my pew had room. We got to talking and became fast friends. A few months later, I moved in with her and Diana in a lovely little three bed apartment in Brookline. Those were some good times. Then Kristy and I decided to move into the city. we couldnt convince Diana to join us as the current apartment was a great location for her work and there was a guaranteed parking spot. . . . Kristy and I live together for 2.5 years. She has been the roommate I have had the longest thus far, and Im happy to say that we are still friends!

I cant believe that I have been in Boston now for 4 years. Im not really sure why it was Boston that I was drawn too. I had no ties, and could have gone anywhere. All I can say is that Heavenly Father wanted me here. I have meet many wonderful people that are such examples to me, and made many friendships that I will always cherish. After reflecting on the past 4 years, I know that this is where I am to be. I know that I have a purpose in being here. Sometimes the darkness of the worldly, daily activities make that hard to see. But Heavenly Father has a great purpose for me. I just need to live worthily to see that.

Ahh. My Heart is here!

I miss these little kids. I skipped work the other day, and went and played outside with the kiddos. My favorite though was playing at Chuck E Cheese with the boys.

I wish I even lived closer to them.

Baseball

I have been lucky enough to have been to two parks so far this year. First game was at the beloved Fenway Park. My boss gave me tickets to the 2nd game of the session! I took Kristy with me. . . .

And then I got tickets for the Giants vs. Cardinals while I was in SF in April. The AT&T Park was really nice. Here is a picture while at the park:

Saturday at a ballpark! What a great day. . . . PS dont look at the shirt. My cousin made me!

Exporting Commodity from Kenya

Did you know that Keyna's main Export is Marathon runners? When i first heard that today, I thought it sounded alittle 1800's. But that was an interesting fact I learned from my cell mate today at work. (She was surprised when she went on a tour there with my company, that everyone in the country runs, wins marathons, and brings the money home to their little village.)

The third Monday in April in Boston is know as Patriots day. Its a day the city celebrates history and . . . sports! Whether you are in the mood for watching a reenactment of the Battle on the Lexington green (Come one those history buffs! . . . Ok, will Ill jog the memory if I quote good ole Henry Wadsworth Longfellow when I say "One if by Land, and Two if by Sea?"), a Red Sox baseball game, or the largest marathon in the world (or atleast that is what my fellow Bostonians call it!), Boston is the perfect spot for any of that.

Man, I love this city. Im not really sure of the history of how all three events ended up on the same day, but who is complaining?! What a great way to get Spring Fever after a LONG and PAINFUL winter. But there is something about being out in Boston on Patriots Day. Enjoying the crowds, the excitment, the sun, the smells of Spring. Oh wow, I wish I got out from behind my desk today. Memories of years gone past are flooding my mind as I write. Humm. Must leave work . . .

Well, I havent posted for awhile, and Just thought I should start again by posting a short Ode to why I love this city. Im not sure if I will ever be able to leave. Honestly. If I ever do marry, this will be a discuss we have. And if he does make me leave, he better have something AMAZING on the bargaining table. Like traveling the world for a year!

High School, again

I remember thinking almost 10 years ago, that I could not wait to get out of high school. To move away from the drama and the ridiculousness that was high school. I hated dealing with friends that were jealous over things that just simply werent worth the time and energy to be jealous over. And Im starting to realize that that never changes.

I have a few coworkers that I just cant simply do anything right by. And we work close enough together, that things needs to be good. I have done all that I can, and it just isnt ever good enough. The only thing that I can really figure out is that they are jealous over a friendship that they dont have with a fellow coworker. Its so frustrating. Especially when these people are atleast 20 years my senior. Honestly people. . . .

Do you ever have moments that you simply want to know where someone from your past is, what they are doing, and how they are? I dont necessarily need to have contact with them. But just the understanding that they are healthy and happy is plenty for me.

For some reason, there is one person that has gone through my mind and my heart a lot lately. Im not sure why, but I cant seem to let him go. Ahh. Russ Williams. I would consider him a best friend while I worked at Pappadeaux. It was a short lived friendship. But nonetheless, one that has touched my heart for sometime now. When I left Pappadeaux for Boston, he was leaving to start a new job in Houston. We were connected at the hip in such a way that many people would ask me where my "husband" was when we werent together. Oh, how I would simply like to know that he is happy, healthy, and enjoying life where ever he is today.

I have many people that I have known for a short time in life, but that I care deeply for. I know that there is a reason that we are to meet each and everyone of those people. Whether that reason is for what we are to learn, or for what we are to teach. I just simply pray that I may continually be a place that the Lord may always use me to help others. And to help ease the pain of loosing those kind souls that have crossed my path.

Wow. I just remember a moment sitting in a friend's car (or someone that I claimed to be a friend) in high school. For whatever the circumstance, we were discussing that we werent going to be friends anymore. I expressed that this was going to be hard for me. And he told me that I just needed to let go, and that I just cared too much for other people. I was terribly hurt by that comment, as I was confused as to why that was a bad thing. . . . Its not a bad thing. Its really the opposite. If more people in this world cared "too much," oh what a different world we would be living in. . . . I wish I could still be that person I was in high school, and care too much for others. I seem to have become highly selective in my caring, and I wish to change that.