If I am to be remembered, let it be for the love Ive shown.

One of my goals is to be of service to people, especially in the mental health and criminal justice field. It is a driving force within me that pushes me past my social anxiety to interact with people, extending compassion, acceptance, and most importantly, showering them with love.

I have been studying the tanka form, sometimes the original japanese 5/7/5/7/5 and also the english modern form of short/long/short/long/long format. Really practicing it beacuse I find it such a unique form, so much meaning in so little words and lines.

Each scar tells a story of the heart, how we have experienced pain and hurt, but survived. Reminds me of one of my favorite quotes by C.S. Lewis "Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn".

The unexpected end of love or the parting ways of friends is a difficult thing for me to cope with. When someone who promised to stay, walks out on you in the end. For me it is especially hard, because it is difficult for me to open up, and once I let you in, like a memory, I can't get you out.