Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Some Oldies

So last night I was rummaging through my hard drive when I stumbled across some stuff I'd written for my Spanish Lit course back in 2007 and thought I'd share. The first is an original sonnet and the second is a short story we had to write following the first sentence which was given to us in class, or something like that. Don't know if I'll write anything else on here in spanish this just brought back some good memories.

La vida es un engaño

Me estoy ahogando y nadie lo sabe.
El agua dulce toca mi piel reseca,
y se siente como la noche fresca,
con la luna brillante y viento suave.

Me estoy ahogando y nadie lo sabe.
Hace que mi cuerpo desaparezca,
para que la gente no me conozca,
pero estoy lista que mi vida acabe.

Los minutos pasan, parecen años.
Respiro pero ya quede prisionera,
y las olas me llevan a los sueños.

Vida mía llena de mil engaños,
sólo fuiste una linda traicionera,
lista con veneno para ser daños.




La Luna

La solitaria y melancólica luna derramo su luz tenue en las piedras ásperas del viejo castillo. El cielo estaba claro y la noche fresca. El Escudero, sentado sobre una rama del árbol, miraba hacia el castillo esperando al Rey. La envidia lo comía por dentro. El Rey, su amigo desde jovencillos, tenía todo y él nada, era pobre y desdichado.
El Escudero sabía que era costumbre del Rey caminar alrededor del campo cada noche. Aquí lo esperaba, espada en la mano, listo. Pensando que estaba sólo, el Rey miraba su reflejo en el lago oscuro disfrutando de la soledad, contemplando su vida. El Escudero lo miró, bajó del árbol y cautelosamente caminó hacia él.
Su espada brillaba con la luz de la luna. Respirando lentamente el Escudero se paró detrás de él. Por un momento se detuvo, indeciso, recordando las aventuras que habían tenido El Rey volteó, lo miró, sonrió y dándole un puñetazo le enteró su navaja. El Escudero cayó de rodillas, boca abierta y sin ningún remordimiento el Rey limpió su navaja es se fue. El único testigo, la solitaria y melancólica luna derramando su luz tenue en las piedras ásperas del viejo castillo.

Monday, May 10, 2010

On Mother's

A little something I wrote on Mother's Day

To all the mothers I know:
You are the women I admire.
You epitomize the strength, the courage and the selflessness I hope to one day hold.
You possess a certain quality unattainable by many. A quality incomprehensible to many, a quality only found the day you became a mother – unconditional love.
Your love is infinite, your sacrifices go unnoticed and your patience is immeasurable.
You’re never alone in your thoughts. You always have to think twice, once for yourself and once for your child.
But the love and joy you express at the sight of your children and in the stories you tell, there’s no word for that.
So thanks for always eating the piece of burnt toast and saving the last piece of pie.
Happy Mother’s Day! Today is your day; everyday is your day, but today the sun shines a little brighter, the day is a bit more peaceful and the world makes a little more sense.

The First Blog

What do I say on my first blog? Why did I decide to start writing a blog in the first place? These are the questions on my mind.


Answers: I can say anything worth reading and it’s time to start writing again.


So who am I and what am I doing here?


Answers: I am Sarah. I am a strong, stubborn, semi-independent woman. I am in my mid 20s and I live in Texas, as far west Texas as you can go. I am a runner. I finished my first half-marathon in March in 2:42:52 (not what I was shooting for but it can only get better). I am a good person, or at least I try to be but I’m human and I’ve made mistakes. I am a college graduate. I have a degree in journalism from Baylor University that sits nice and pretty on my wall. Two years ago I stopped writing. You can call it a lack of confidence, doubt or a change of heart but I just stopped. The desire was gone so I moved on to plan B. But life is funny and the thing you’re running away from always has a way of finding itself back to you. So here I am moving forward no more running.


The one question that remains unanswered is what am I doing here. I’ve learned there’s no definite answer for this one. Nothing is set in stone. Life happens. Things change, people change, I’ve changed. Sometimes when an unexpected opportunity comes along you take it and if a tough decision has to be made you make it. There’s no manual on life, no outline to follow. Sometimes you have to do what’s expected and sometimes you follow your gut. So right now I’m living life, having fun, enjoying it and most importantly trying to be happy.


This blog has no central theme. Its only purpose is to share the random thoughts that cross my mind. So thus begins the blogging. If you know me you might be surprised with what I have to say. If you don’t, well please be kind with your comments (if you know me please be kind also) and I hope you enjoy.