Music Is The Soundtrack To Our Lives If you had to choose the soundtrack to your #life, what would be there? Cheesy pop from your childhood? Classical, meaningful music? Alternative rock? Indie? Mine would be a mix of classical symphonies, cheesy nineties/noughties pop such as Steps and S Club 7, some dance songs, folk music from Scocha, and various chart hits from the last few decades encompassing all kinds of music. Looking at people's iPods is a good way to determine what kind of person they are. Me? My music is all from the past, showing the world that I live in the past, looking back with rose tinted glasses. That I like mainstream things, like clothes, styles, materialistic goods and share mainstream opinions. Also that I am a romantic, hence the rose tinted glasses. Ah well.

This Is For Mrs Carolyn Wright. RIP This is dedicated to Mrs Carolyn Wright, who died suddenly on the morning of April 4th 2012, and her family. Her husband Ian, daughters Alyson & Hannah, and her sons Peter & David. She was a beloved wife, mother, sister, daughter, and friend. May she rest in eternal peace. Losing someone close to you is always a horrific thing to experience. Losing someone who knows you better than you know yourself is even worse. How can you go through every day without them? All you feel is empty, numb, #lifeless. Each new day brings with it something you wish you could share with that person, see their reaction as you tell them what happened, hear them laugh with you, cry with you, get angry with you. When that gets taken away, either suddenly or you were waiting on it, counting down the days you had left with that person, you're left with a void that you somehow have to try and fill. Through no fault of your own, you are left having to find a solution to a problem you didn't ask for, one that you didn't want. Personally, I've never felt that loss. I've never had to deal with that kind of grief. I've lost family members and friends from my parish, but no-one I was particularly close to. I've only ever had to watch someone else go through that pain. Watching someone you love suffer a loss that huge is one of the toughest things anyone will ever have to do, second only to actually being the person who's suffering that loss. Watching them and knowing you can't do anything to make things better. Knowing you can't bring back their loved one, you can't give them answers as to why God decided to take them, why it was them and not someone else, someone they don't know, not having an answer to the one question that will forever be asked: why did it have to be their mother, their sister, their wife, their daughter. God does things for reasons that we will never understand. Sometimes, if we pray enough, he'll show us and help us understand. Other times, we simply have to give up asking and just accept that there was a good reason that special person is no longer with us, one that we will never know. The most anyone can do for someone in the situation my boyfriend, David, is in is just to be there. Support them, comfort them, accept the mood swings, the anger, the pain and the sadness. Encourage them to feel every emotion, not to run away from them or bottle them up but to let that emotion run through them for as long as it takes and be there with them when it does. Hold them close when they cry, steel yourself when they lash out, listen when they share memories and, most importantly, remind them that they aren't alone.

Dreams Are Wonderful Things We're all a bunch of dreamers, aren't we? If you don't dream, then what do you use when you need a distraction? Where do your ambitions come from? Your hopes, aspirations, the things you want to do with your #life, where do they come from? Where do they spawn from? Books? Other people? If you don't dream, then what are you except an empty shell just floating through #life, not feeling things. Keep dreaming people, keep dreaming.x