My name is Kristen and I am a senior at CSUF creating a blog for my opinion and editorial writing class. The song above reminds me there is more to life than work. There is more to life than the struggle. There is far more to life than worrying about the things you just can't change. My mother passed away when I was in the seventh grade, and this song was at her memorial because she loved it and always believed there was so much more to life. I wish I could describe to you just how amazing she was, but there truly are no amount of words in the English language that could define how much of an impact she had upon my life. When I heard this song in the car the other day, I thought of her. I thought of all the memories she gave us, all the wise words she uttered, and all of the things she taught us that have actually stuck. Most importantly, I thought of how many people are somewhere out there shaking their heads at a funny joke she once told them, doing things the certain way she taught them, or singing aloud to a song she once loved. This courageous woman left such an impact upon my life and not a day goes by where I don't notice an imprint she has left upon me. This blog was created to lift up the beautiful woman that raised me. To the angel that continues to watch over her many many loved ones, this one is for you!
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Somewhere Over the Rainbow
My name is Kristen and I am a senior at CSUF creating a blog for my opinion and editorial writing class. The song above reminds me there is more to life than work. There is more to life than the struggle. There is far more to life than worrying about the things you just can't change. My mother passed away when I was in the seventh grade, and this song was at her memorial because she loved it and always believed there was so much more to life. I wish I could describe to you just how amazing she was, but there truly are no amount of words in the English language that could define how much of an impact she had upon my life. When I heard this song in the car the other day, I thought of her. I thought of all the memories she gave us, all the wise words she uttered, and all of the things she taught us that have actually stuck. Most importantly, I thought of how many people are somewhere out there shaking their heads at a funny joke she once told them, doing things the certain way she taught them, or singing aloud to a song she once loved. This courageous woman left such an impact upon my life and not a day goes by where I don't notice an imprint she has left upon me. This blog was created to lift up the beautiful woman that raised me. To the angel that continues to watch over her many many loved ones, this one is for you!
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