5 Blessings

The first blessing in my life would have to be my family. They love me unconditionally and understand me. I can be just the way I am and they don’t care. They still love and support me. My parents are great, even though my dad worries too much. I have been blessed with two great siblings, a big brother and a big sister. While my sister and I may not have always seen eye-to-eye, I know that we love each other. Plus our relationship has gotten better as we’ve gotten older.  I also have the greatest niece in the world and soon will have a new niece or a nephew to dote on.

The second blessing would have to be my friends. I have the best friends I could ask for. They understand my nerdiness and love me for it. I have been blessed enough to find a few friends in my hometown, but I also have a great group of friends in the town I study in. My uni friends are more the nerdy sort that love Harry Potter, Doctor Who and any such things whereas my hometown friends are the sort that have known me more or less my whole life and therefore know me almost inside-out. I feel blessed to have these two groups and intend to keep them if it kills me. 🙂

The third blessing in my life is probably my ability to do handcrafts. It gives me an outlet for my feelings and also a way to keep myself calm and occupied. It is a blessing I have inherited from both of my grandmothers. It is a way for me to give something special to friends and family.

The fourth one is my health. I have been lucky enough to stay relatively healthy my whole life. Except for several ear infections when I was small, 5 and a half years of retainers, and not very severe allergies, I have been quite healthy. Not all people are so lucky, so I feel quite blessed for my health.

The fifth and last one would be my ability to read. Not all people in the world can read and even though I live in a society that every person can read in, I know it is a privilege. Reading gives me an opportunity to lose myself in another world and forget my worries and unwind. I could not imagine my life if I didn’t know how to read, so I am quite happy that I can.

Without these blessings my life would not be the same. Nor would I be the person I am now, so I can say that I am truly blessed.

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10 Things That Make Me Happy

    1. My family

    I love my family. No matter how much I say I dislike them at the moment, I know they love me and I hope they love me. Their happiness makes me happy. Even just talking to them can brighten up my day. Just as well as it can also make my day worse. Sometimes I can’t stand them, but all the same, I love them and they make me really happy.

    2. My friends

    My friends, like my family can sometimes drive me absolutely mental. However, they are the people that also make me smile and laugh when I think I can’t. Without my friends I would be lonely and I am eternally thankful for meeting each and every one of them. They know I am obnoxious, loud and don’t care what other people think about me and yet they still tolerate me and my nerdy fangirling.

    3. Tintti (My cat)

    She’s the most precious little furball there ever was. She’s also my first pet, so she will always have a special place in my heart. She turns 9 this year and I have loved all my years with her and will love all the years I yet have with her. I may not have her with me where I live because I live in a student house that does not allow pets. Plus, she would NOT appreciate the 8+ hour train/bus ride it takes to get to my hometown from here. The distance makes the time I have with her whenever I visit my parents all the more precious.

    4. Knitting and Crocheting

    Like most people know, I love handcrafts, but especially knitting and crochet. There is always new things to learn and new patterns to try. Plus, whenever I give something I’ve made by my own hands to a friend or a family member, it fills me with joy and pride when they love whatever I have made. And it is the best way for me to be creative besides writing.

    5. Writing

    Just like handcrafts, writing is something I do to be creative. I love to write and whether it is a blog post, just for my own amusement or fanfiction, writing always gives me some piece of mind. It is a way for me to deal with my emotions and feelings. My writing usually reflects my state of mind when I’m writing. Or then I just have an inspiration that I am afraid I’ll lose if I don’t write it down somewhere. Other people’s feedback and comments on my writing always make me happy.

    6. Music

    Music is one of those things that reflects my mood. When I’m happy, I listen to happy music and when I’m sad I listen to sad music. When I am angry or frustrated at or because of something or someone I listen to what I like to call “örinämusaa”. Basically it is music that reflects my state of mind either by the melody or the lyrics, more often than not both. Bands such as Three Days Grace and Breaking Benjamin are some of my go-to’s when I’m in this sort of mood. However, music also has the ability to make me smile. Sometimes when I’m sad, I’ll listen to a song I love and I feel a lot better instantly.

    7. Nature

    I love nature. Some may say I’m a nature hippie and that might be true. While I have lived in a city my whole life, my grandparents lived, and my grandmother still lives, in the country side. Their home is right beside a river and a forest. When I was a child I always loved visiting my grandparents because I got to run around in nature. Nowadays walking in the forest right behind my grandmother’s house makes me feel connected not only to nature, but to my late grandfather. Being in nature calms me and I love the sights and sounds of a forest or running water. If I could, I would live somewhere surrounded by nature with as many animals as I could gather.

    8. Animals

    I love animals. No animal is too big or too scary to me. My friends find endless amount in the excitement I show when I talk about animals or even visit a zoo with countless animals. While I like people, I simply adore animals. They offer you companionship without the stress of having to be pleasant all the time. I guess that’s just the antisocial me talking but I prefer the company of animals to people. They don’t judge me and I don’t have to pretend to be something I am not to them.

    9. Binge-watching anime

    I love anime and binge watching is something I usually do with a dear friend of mine. We usually just sit and watch anime for hours and talk nonsense and knit or crochet. It’s awesome.

    10.Books

    I love books. I have so many and I can’t get enough. I am an avid reader and I try to read pretty much everything but I love Detective stories and Fantasy. Whenever I get my hands on a new book I just shiver with anticipation of the adventures the book will take me on.

Travels

I’ve been traveling with two of my friends for a couple of weeks now. We’re in Blackpool at the moment, but will be leaving for Edinburgh tomorrow. I thought, since I have found much more spare time to write on this holiday, and I’ve already pestered my readers with my creative writing I thought I’d change the tone of at least one posting and post some photos from our adventures.

6.6 (50).JPGA lovely picture of the peer during the low tide.

6.6 (76).JPGBlackpool tower

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A lovely sunset, and my dear friends.

13.6 (67).JPGLovely shoreline.

IMG_2738.JPGThe high tide.

 

Mittens

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The first mittens I’ve made for the coming winter. This pair went to a friend from my summer job.

These were made with a double-headed crochet hook. My friend wanted the upper color to be pink, and the lower color white. I had thought I’d make it the other way but she didn’t want it that way. I thought it wouldn’t look that good, but it actually looks really good. The ribbon just under the palm gives it a nice touch, I think.

“Normal”

Personally, I don’t think there’s such thing as “normal” there’s just average. Most of the things we consider normal are just what we’re used to, but it’s not necessarily “normal”. Normal is whatever is normal to you. So, in a way we’re all normal. We may not be that for other people, but we are normal to ourselves.

Maybe I think like this because I’ve never liked the way some people treat the people who aren’t “normal”. If you are, for example, smarter or not as smart as the average person, people might tease you or treat you differently. I’ve seen this happening, and I don’t like it. Other things that makes people not “normal” to others is being, gay, lesbian or bisexual. Who you love shouldn’t make you abnormal. It’s not right. So it’s not “normal” to be straight, it’s what we’re used to if we don’t know anyone who isn’t. If a person has  some kind of a disorder or decease that shows in their everyday life, that’s not “normal” to other people, but it’s normal to them. This is another thing that makes other people look down on you, or not wanna be your friend. I don’t see the point, we are all people.  So, “normal” means average. Who wants to be average?

My opinion on being “normal” may be a product of never being “normal”. I’m short, loud, don’t care what other people think of me most of the time. I’m almost ten years younger than both of my siblings. I prefer the company of animals to people. I don’t even have a “normal” group of friends. Although we all have something in common, we are all very different. Some of my friends are religious, some like to party, some don’t like sports and stuff like that. Even in my family, I’m not “normal” I don’t care about people’s race, religion, or sexual orientation, like sometimes you could hear my father talking about these kinda people like they’re not people or like they’re doing something wrong.  I try not to see past those things and see the person behind those trivial things. Not all of us have to be the same, that would be boring. My siblings like to live near our parents, I’d love to move abroad to study or after studying.

I think that everyone is normal in their own way. It’s normal for people to be different, think differently ,look different. It’s a richness. So why should we try to be “normal”? I at least wanna be something special, not “normal” or average.

What love is

I love a lot of things, my family, Tintti(my cat), other animals, nature, my friends, photographing, writing, a lot of stuff.

You can love pretty much anything, and the love is always different, depending on the object of the love. But some things are always the same.

In my opinion the things you love shape and define you just the same as the things you do. 

Your family is the base of your individuality. Whether you wanna be just like your family or wanna break free from the family ways. I know my family has shaped me, they’re all animal lovers like me, that’s the part where I wanna be like them because I love them. But then there are things, that even though I love them, I don’t wanna learn from them. I don’t wanna be as prejudiced as some of my family members. And even though not all of my family members see eye-to-eye with my views of the world, my wish to travel the world, live abroad and live my life protecting nature and making decisions that help the environment, I love them. The fact that they don’t always seem to believe in me makes me want to  prove myself to them. I wouldn’t wanna do that if I didn’t love them, their opinion wouldn’t matter to me if I didn’t. So my family shapes me.

I love photographing, because it gives me a way to show the world as I see it. It gives me a way to show other people the beauty of an animal, plant or a simple moment of life. I can show what matters to me in this world.

My love for animals and nature shapes my career wishes. I’d love to become a biologist, so I could help animals and other organisms and maybe make other people realize how important and beautiful they all are in their own way.

In my opinion, love is something that shapes us to be the people we are. No matter how much we try not to let them, the people and things we love, change us. When you love something, you can’t imagine your life without it. Like when you have a dear friend or a family member and for some reason you lose them, it leaves a hole in your life, but most of all, it leaves a hole in your heart. That’s what love is to me. Unconditional caring. You think you can’t live without the things you love. But sometimes you have to let them go, it hurts at first, but you learn to live without them with time. Pets and loved-ones die, but their memory stays forever in your memory. The hurt of losing something you love may never go away, but in time it lessens. 

That’s what I call love.

Things and people you don’t wanna let go, but sometimes have to. 

Things that make us who we are, things that shape us.

Passions, that we can share with the world. 

True friends

How do you know if someone is your true friend? A conversation with one of my dearest friend got me thinking. How do you know you’ve met a true friend? Is a true friend someone you can tell everything? Someone who you can have a laugh with?

I think a friend is someone who is there to share your joy and the fun times. But a true friend is also there when you have troubles and to listen to you when you’re sad. A true friend will listen to you ranting about your troubles and thinks nothing of it, because when they see you hurting, they hurt too. They don’t see the listening as a must. They just WANT to listen and make you feel better just to see you smile again 🙂 They love you like you’re their family. They love you unconditionally, no matter what you do They care for you like they care for themselves. They don’t expect you to return the things they do to you, but they know you will 🙂 When you feel like you’ve burdened them far too much, they want you to tell more because they don’t care how bad it is, they still love you and want you to feel better 🙂 Friends, boy- and girlfriends come and go, but true friends are the ones picking up the pieces of your broken heart when you need them to and to enjoy all the good things in your life right alongside you ’til the end 🙂

 

This is my definition of a true friend. What is yours?

 

Trust?

Have you ever thought, can a friendship work if one of the friends don’t trust the other? And are the people that don’t trust you enough to tell their problems to even really your friends? In my opinion, you should be able to trust the people you call friends, and they should be able to trust you. But if a friend doesn’t trust you, does it tell you you’re not trustworthy or does it tell you that the person you count as a friend doesn’t think the same about you?

Today I came across a situation that made me think about these things. An old friend of mine has some kind of problems with her boyfriend and I’ve been trying to ask her what’s wrong, because I see she’s clearly suffering. She wouldn’t tell me what’s wrong and I was both dissapointed and a little angry that she didn’t trust me enough to tell me. And today she woudln’t hang out with me, but she went with another friend, claming she can talk to him about the problems because he knows what has happened since he’s a friend of her boyfriend.  I told her I could help her if she would tell me what’s wrong but she didn’t even say anything! I know most people would tell me that I’m freaking out for nothing, but I’m hurt that she doesn’t trust me enough to tell me. We’ve been friends for almost five years and she did trust me before, I just can’t imagine what has changed..