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Name: Katie
Birthday: 1/14/1985
Gender: Female


Interests: Worshipping, knowing intimately, drawing near to the Majestic One, snapping photos in black and white of anything interesting, painting stretched canvas with an array of colors, crocheting colorful scarves and hats for friends, composing music for guitar, violin (orchestral) and vocal, spilling my heart on a crisp sheet of paper. . .
Expertise: Releasing the inner child within, weeping for the souls who are lost, gazing upon the night sky so beautifully complimented by blazing flames of fire, sheepishly giggling the night away with my best friends, stealthily rummaging through the kitchen cupboards in the wee hours of the morning. . .
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Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Color Her World with Luminescence

A delicate and crystal glass vase sets upon the window's ledge.

The vase holds that of fragile life which has been fed...

...between a mixture of fresh water and love.

She has unattractive characteristics about her...

...from the deceiving thorns who prick if incorrectly handled

...to her desire to set and be left alone

She has attractive characterists about her...

...from her stature and the beauty of her face

...to the fragrance of her walk

Each morning as the sun rises and peaks through the curtains,

she gasps for a fresh breath of the warming luminescence.

However, she feels as each day passes

...further away from the rays she falls.

Closer to the window's darker ledge she sets

and chooses to close herself off from the world.

Her petals begin to wither and her frame begins to sink.

Love sick she feels.

...impatience seems to win her over

The vase slips from the window's ledge and falls to the ground.

Tattered glass upon the floor resembles the pieces of her shattered heart.

Any attentive person would sweep the pieces from the floor

but she doesn't...

It happens with every "Goodbye."

...with every "See you later."

...with every "See you soon."

But not knowing when "soon" or "later" will be

is taking a toll on her frame.

She knows not how many more times her frail heart can stand to be put back together

when such distance forces to rip and tear it apart.

She doesn't know how many more salty tears her cheeks can bare

when she daily releases her desperate sorrows

...with her desire to be dauntless for the one her heart aches

He brings her a sense of balance...

...of tranquility

...of serenity

...of security

Just a touch, a look or even a kiss of his heals the deepest of hurts

...the deepest of loneliness

...the deepest of sadness

She desires to lay her head on her pillow at night

...resting assured that he'll be found next to her in the morning

and "Goodbye" and "See you soon" won't be a separating factor

...for extended amounts of time

O, how long will love keep her bound by distance?

Love builds her a frame

and nails a stretch of canvas to it...

Paint her black...

Paint her white...

Paint her any color in the world

but brush every stroke that of love

...that of adoration

...that of cherishing

Color her world with the flavors of love...

From every part of the world,

despite the distance...

Color her world with luminescence.


Monday, September 25, 2006

That's How Love Grows

WARNING: Extremely sappy entry.  Read at your own risk...

 

I never knew that in my life something so strong would come over me such as this...

Anyone that knows me knows that I am prone to tear-up easily.

...But I never knew tears would stream with emotion like this.

I love him.  Simply said.

I've felt tears for love before...

...tears of heartbreak

...tears of fear

...tears that were so desperate for God

I've felt the touch of God wrapping His loving arms around me...

...I've heard Him whisper sweet nothings in my ear

...I've felt the Father-Daughter dance swiftly carrying my feet

But never did I imagine my love would grow this strong for a mortal being.

Never did I imagine that something inside me would yearn so strongly to just be.

...be WITH him.

I grew increasingly emotional to anything dealing with love as the day progressed on...

Everything and anything reminded me of him...

...how the man on TV gently moved her hair out of her face

...how he held out his hand until she tenderly placed hers in his and they could walk on

...how the sunset peacefully disintegrated into the distance and the couple on the beach admired

...how the man kissed her on the forehead and left her melting

...how this amazing man on a TLC special fell madly in love with a woman with quadriplegia

Can you imagine the challenge?

Their wedding was beautiful...

Their love for each other was beautiful...

Eleven months after their wedding, she became pregnant.

Impossible? No.  She's still human...

And that baby was created out of every ounce of love the couple had for each other...

Tears began to flow down my face...

"Would he do that for me?"

"Would he serve me the way this man is serving and loving his wife?"

I paused...unable to watch any more of the episode...

I turned the television off and began to weep...

I haven't ever felt so strongly about someone.

...it scared me.

"Am I ready for this?"

...

...

...

I took a deep breath and told myself, "Yes.  Yes, you are."

 

The only time I ever feel consumed by love is in my relationship with God...

But...in this new season of my life, God is teaching me so much about human love...

...about sacrifice

...about loving without condition

...about forgiveness

...about humility

...about patience

...about faith

...about unity

It's amazing how two people grow together and are so consumed in love that it feels as though time stops.

...and an eternity could never be enough time to share their love

The tempo of two hearts beating the same

...no matter the distance

...no matter the struggle

The best of friends, we are.

The love of my life, he is.

 

So my sweetest Carlos, I know we're both scared...

...but where love is fear won't tread

With the support of our friends and family,

we're right where we should be...

Under the white that I will some day wear...

...I will be your lady, your love, and your bride...

In my darkest hour,

I know you will love me still...

No matter what...

You have and you always will...

Thank you for your love...

Thank you for your friendship...

Thank you for your faith in me, in yourself and in us...

I couldn't ask for a more wonderful man to care for me.

I love you with ALL my heart.


Monday, July 31, 2006

An Accomplished Woman...

An accomplished woman must have a thorough knowledge of...

 

...music

CU-093-0140 - Sheet Music and Violin

...singing

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...drawing

42-15300148 - Dressmaker Working in Studio

...dancing

CRBR005243 - Ballet Dancer Stretching

...and the modern languages

CB058390 - Spanish Lessons

She must possess...

 

...a certain something in her air

42-15222627 - Woman dancing barefoot on a mountain meadow

...and manner of walking

IG001868 - Women Demonstrating Right Posture

...the tone of her voice

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...her address and expressions

42-16806455 - Laughing Woman

And to all this she must yet add something more substantial,

...in the improvement of her mind by extensive reading...

42-15600684 - Woman Deeply Engrossed in Book


Saturday, July 22, 2006

Tears All Day Long

Why does it have to come to this?

I made the biggest mistake of my life...

...selfishness got the best of me and I became ungrateful, unappreciative...

 

I cry myself to sleep at night...

...wondering why my phone hasn't rung yet

...wondering if you're thinking of me too

 

I wake in the middle night...

...wondering, still, why my phone never rang

...wondering if you're thinking of me too

 

I woke this morning and placed my hand on my phone...

...perhaps I didn't hear it ring during the night

...but the caller ID proved me otherwise...

 

Tears streamed down my face and all that went through my head was,

"What have I done?

How could I be so selfish?"

 

I would have kept the words on my tongue

...if I would have known the hurt they had done

I swung the words thick and strong

...and you took your scars and moved along

 

I've become a monster...

What can I say to convince you to change your mind?

What can I do to take away your hurt and pain?

What could I possibly do?

 

Let me hear your heart...

...please, I beg you

Mine has crumbled into a million pieces

...without you by my side


Friday, July 21, 2006

He Loves Like a Bullet From a Gun

She drives down on Sunset
With the windows down
Just so she can let it in
She knows he's far-gone now
But there still are pieces
Pieces there still left of him

He uses love like a bullet from a gun
She's careful like a surgeon
Everywhere he goes they all know to run
But she can't help but love him
Love him

There is a picture sitting by her bed
Her reflection in his face
She has been meaning, meaning to move it
But it's always been his place

He uses love like a bullet from a gun
She's careful like a surgeon
Everywhere he goes they all know to run
But she can't help but love him
Love him



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