I was born a barbie,
But since that was too mainstream,
I grew up as myself B-)

House or Home?

Whats required to make a house? A piece of land, 4 walls and 1 roof.  But whats needed to make a home? Just the feeling of belonging. You can be surrounded by hundreds of people in the Buckingham Palace and not get that feeling, or you could be with your one best friend in a hut made of straw, and be at home. If I were to define love, attachment, affection, I would say its home- something we just cant do without. While every home is a house, every house in NOT a home, and it is your choice to make your house your home. The richest men on earth aren't the ones with the biggest houses, but the ones with the biggest homes. I finally conclude, your feet may abandon your house, but your heart will never leave your home.

Your Life, Your Choice

In a small city in the state of Chowill, lived a 14 year old girl named Kiya. She had everything going for her- she was a national level chess player, was popular in her school, was beautiful and smart, a rare combination- yet, she wasnt happy. She wanted much more from life and envied anyone who would freely smile. Because of this jealousy, she would mess up whatever she did. In the night before her birthday, Kiya had a strange dream. An angel visited her mind and said, "My dearest Kiya. My beautiful girl. You are so talented. Why arent you happy being who you are? Remember one thing, whatever the circumstances may be- good or bad- its your response to them that matters. You have the choice of a happy response, or..." With that she vanished and Kiya snapped out of her dream, trying to interpret the angels words. The next day, the alarm clock stopped working and Kiya woke up 20 minutes late. She was about to scream when she thought better. She quickly got ready and went to school where she was met with a heavy downpour just before she managed to get into the school building. That really frustrated her, but she was drenched and couldn't do anything about it. She simply smiled and danced in the rain, enjoying the moment- choosing to enjoy the moment.

Magic Mastered

I don't believe in magic, but I do believe in moments- moments that are magical.

I don't need a wand to create those magical moments, just a pinch of laughter with a tablespoon of love would suffice.

I don't have someone give me the ingredients, only my heart does that,

And the world doesn't seem problematical anymore, just magical...