Ugh.

I want to go home again already.
Three months until Christmas break.

Kiran Sangherra says

So this is what happened right after I after I was talking to you today...

Kiran: ... So, if you could just mail that to the address you have, that would be great!
Customer Support: You bet! And whose name should we put on it?
K: You can put mine, it's Kiran.
CS: Okay, Karen.
K: Haha, no Kiran.
CS: How do you spell that?
K: K I R A N
CS: K.... I.... R.... I N?
K: Just switch the I with an A
CS: KARIN
K: Jesus, okay, the other I.
CS: KIIIIRAN, is that right?
K: Yes
CS: Are you sure?
K:
CS: Hello?

Family & Friends

It's strange to think that even after living here three years, I'm still tighter and better connected with my friends back home than with the few I've made here. Still, I can't let go of Alberta. No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to connect here. Possibly because I haven't tried terribly hard... Some things just are not meant to be surpassed, you know?

My niece and nephew are growing without me, as is Lucasaurus. My best friend is going off to college and my cousins are finding their womanly ways in life. And no matter how exciting my success stories are, I can't help but feel the crushing doubt of my own self-interest and distance.

When I visit home, I tend to start thinking about when I'll have to leave before I've even arrived. It's a serious flaw of mine - the one I wish I didn't have more than anything. Driving a full day, the distance between my career world and my family world widening and widening, is a horrifying thought.


What DO I want in this life?



Sara. ♥

I'm lonely. I miss home. I miss my family. I miss my friends, who I could spend every moment with and who felt the same about me.

Sometimes I think living in Vancouver isn't living. Not really.

My boyfriend is amazing with words. ♥

To be genuine

Every once in a while we come across a truly genuine person. Someone who gives compliments with their heart in it. Or who comes honestly by their hurt and their happiness and their mistakes, freely expressing them with a level of trust most people only put in their one love, or their mother - not in a person they met a few months ago. And it's not the threatening kind of trust, or a trust that demands reciprocation. You know, the kind of trust that when given, demands your truest of truths as leverage for your unwavering fidelity.

This person asks you about your day - and ACTUALLY keeps their brains tuned in to hear it! Then they tell you about theirs without abandon because they are just so. damn. genuine. that they assume you're doing the same. I'm not joking. They're out there.

And so what are they there for? They often don't change us (unfortunately). They can't keep us in awe of their grace for long, before we shrug it off as a flaw and tune out again.

I suppose it's so we can find ourselves in a place of comfort like I have. My roommate, Melissa, is one of the genuine people. Everything I described. And I hope she's reading, so she knows how I appreciate it. I can walk in my place and see her - smiling or not, she doesn't feel the need hide it - and it just makes me feel glad to be as lucky as I am.

I hope you all have a person like Melissa in your life.



Love Sara. ♥

Melissa and I rearranged our living room - from cut off from the rest of the space, to open living space! I thought I would share it with the world, since a very personal redesign is ALWAYS interesting to people who have never seen my place! Check it out!

Old living room

NEW living room!!!

Really we just rotated it 180 degreees but... SO EXCITING!!!



Love Sara. ♥