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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Living. Loving. Being happy. Peace. Understanding. No limits. College. Finding myself. Enhancing life. Being a leader. Learning. Fighting. Being. Giving. Receiving. Seeing. Believing.</description><title>Imagine...</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @alwaysimaginee)</generator><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"The Silent Ranks" </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wrote this piece as a commemorative speech, giving tribute to the women who marry into the military. Particularly the army. Who knows, dating a man whose first love is the military, maybe it&amp;#8217;ll be me someday.. check it out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;I wear no uniforms, no blues or greens. But, I am in the military, in the ranks rarely seen.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the women who stand alone, who hold their heads high, who let the prideful tears silently but powerfully stain their cheeks. Who find themselves rolling over to an empty side of the bed. Who answer the question, “Where’s Daddy?” with tight smiles saying, “He’s being a hero.” For the women who are always praying that their hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; will remain intact while they stand on enemy lines. They are the silent ranks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the women who find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;camouflage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;comforting and Skype to be God’s greatest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MsoCommentReference"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; gift to man. To the women who guard their hearts with iron cages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;of strength. To the women who give up their husbands for months to a world of unknowns. To the woman who tells her child she will pick them up at 1500 hours knowing that the child will expect her at three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To those who find combat boots attractive and hear cadences in their dreams. They are the silent ranks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the women who long for their husband’s smile and fight against the commanding tears that threaten to take hold each and every day.  To the women who fear the “d” word; deployment could mean death. To the woman who remembers the jingle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; of her husband’s identification tags while they hang loosely from his neck, slicing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;the air with the constant reminder that he may need to be recognized when he can no longer utter words. They are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;the silent ranks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;I am not the one who fires a weapon, who puts his life on the line. But my job is just as tough, I&amp;#8217;m the one who is always left behind.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the women who fight for their composure when they see a couple walking through the grocery store holding hands or sneaking a smooch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;. To the women who long to hear their husband’s voices and envy those who grasp the rough hands of the men they love. To the women who never flinch at discussion of M4 weapons. To the women who find talk of tanks commonplace, rather than terrifying. To the women &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;who understand the difference between officers and enlisted men. To the women who still refer to their husbands by first name when everyone else calls him by his last. To them he is a husband; to others he might just be a man in uniform. To the women who revere the red, white and blue. They are the silent ranks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the women who hear the whoosh o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;f their American flags flying high with pride; wishing, waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, wanting for their husbands to return. To the women who understand that units are families and respect the males who stand alongside the men they love and adore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the women who understand the meaning of serving. To the women who exemplify being “Army Strong.” They are the silent ranks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;Behind the lines, I see things needed to keep this country free. My husband makes the sacrifice, but so do our kids and me.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt; &lt;span&gt;To the woman who looks at her left hand at a diamond sparkling bright and misses the contours and etched lines of her husband’s hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;holding her own. To the woman who hears the echo of her husband’s laughter as she stands watching her children play. She remembers the pushup punishment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;placed on her children when he was home. To the women who watch their children learn and grow without a husband by their side. To the women who watch their children outfit the pieces of uniform left behind, hitting the wall with the hard helmet, carrying the heavy rucksack, wanting to resemble their daddy in the photo they grasp. As the children carry the heavy bag, their mothers carry the heavy burden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;of their husbands being gone. To the women who must fill the shoes of both mother and father. They are the silent ranks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;According to National Public Radio, fifty or so percent of each military branch is married. 82 percent of males serve. So, to you 930,000 something women: Thank you for giving your spouse for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;I love the man I married. The military is his life. So I pledge to support my hero and stand among the silent ranks known as the military wife.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scrapbook.com/poems/doc/2445/27.html"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scrapbook.com/poems/doc/2445/27.html"&gt;http://www.scrapbook.com/poems/doc/2445/27.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/2011/07/03/137536111/by-the-numbers-todays-military"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/2011/07/03/137536111/by-the-numbers-todays-military"&gt;http://www.npr.org/2011/07/03/137536111/by-the-numbers-todays-military&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/25001387395</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/25001387395</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2012 23:41:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Beaver Inspiration</title><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have been incredibly lucky to call myself a Beaver and attend Buena Vista University, in Storm Lake, Iowa; not only because of the incredible education I am receiving, but because I have been exposed to life and the pursuit of greatness. When I began courses here, I had every intention of becoming a clinical psychologist. I wanted to help others; I knew that much. Little did I know that a public speaking course would impact my life forever. Dr. Bryan Kampbell, a professor of Communication, made me realize my talent and love for communicating. As I gave speech after speech, learned about ancient rhetoric, and became more familiar with the program, I knew it was my calling.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am now a Communication Studies major with minors in both Sociology and Psychology. I couldn’t ask for anything more interesting, fulfilling, or impacting. Recently, I had the chance to go on a University service trip to Chicago, Illinois for an alternative spring break. Our goal was to help combat hunger and homelessness, and we did. However, we accomplished so much more. My life changed for the better on this trip. I knew little about the AWOL (A Week of Offsite Learning) program, and had no idea that I wanted to take a leap of faith and give my service. I have never been so confident that I went in the right direction. While we were in Chicago, we went to a place called By the Hand, an organization for inner city children that offers faith-based programming for them, in order to keep them off the streets. When I saw the love that each employee had invested in those children, I just knew that I needed to be there. I felt an emotional tug toward non-profit and I knew that the major I had chosen was the right one. I have never been so sure of something in my entire life. I wouldn’t have known it without the wonderful opportunities that Buena Vista University offers its students.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;            My heart was absolutely tugged while in Chicago. I know now that money isn’t a factor in choosing a career path. I am positive that I will be led in the right direction and that everything will work itself out, as long as I am able to offer my service to a non-profit organization. We don’t always allow ourselves to be exposed to the bad in our society today. When I opened my eyes, I came to the realization that I am being called to help.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Our motto at BV is “Education for Service.” I exemplify this daily, being a part of our Student Senate, our Orientation Team, our tour guide group, Esprit de Corps, and many more. We are exposed to service every day at the University. I wouldn’t have been able to find the life I want to live if I wasn’t able to go to BVU. The faculty, staff, and students have been instrumental in making me the person I am today. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.centurylinkquote.com/scholarship"&gt;scholarship&lt;/a&gt; is sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.centurylinkquote.com/"&gt;CenturyLinkQuote.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/22485132247</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/22485132247</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2012 21:20:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxretsqBzV1qhb97co1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/15795000342</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/15795000342</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2012 18:05:52 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I’m sure you’ve always heard people say that you...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwm93mHST81qhb97co1_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m sure you’ve always heard people say that you shouldn’t think about the past, you should avoid the future, and you should hold on to the present because that’s the most important. I always thought this saying was a little &lt;em&gt;whack&lt;/em&gt; just because if I didn’t think about the past, I would &lt;strong&gt;lose&lt;/strong&gt; out on some pretty incredible people I’ve had to leave behind when moving, when changing schools, when growing up. If I avoided thinking about the future, I lose out on all the &lt;em&gt;dreams&lt;/em&gt; I’ve conjured up for myself. However, the present moment is what we have. It’s &lt;strong&gt;tangible&lt;/strong&gt;. We can reach out and take it for all its worth. We can &lt;em&gt;embrace&lt;/em&gt; it, &lt;strong&gt;live&lt;/strong&gt; it, feel it. Most of you reading this are probably college students. Looking at how far we’ve come, and how much more life we have to live, it’s only fair that we live it up where we are now. We should be &lt;strong&gt;celebrating&lt;/strong&gt; making it this far and not worrying about what we might face in a few years. &lt;em&gt;This is our time.&lt;/em&gt; Don’t be afraid to live in the moment or make leaps of faith. We’re supposed to! If there is a guy or girl out there that you feel could make you happy, go for it. If you want that internship, even just a little bit, apply for it. If you want to switch to a completely different major, why be afraid to do it? Life is about so much more than being afraid of taking chances. We are all put on this earth for a reason; so, go forth and find out your reason. Take that leap. Find out what you are good at and what makes you happy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; present&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, also known as: Our time to &lt;strong&gt;shine&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/14622976542</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/14622976542</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 12:40:34 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"I am, a daughter, a sister, a grand-daughter, a niece, a cousin and a friend. A partner and a..."</title><description>““I am, a daughter, a sister, a grand-daughter, a niece, a cousin and a friend. A partner and a student. A young girl and a grown woman. I am confident and scared, terrified and excited. I am loving and caring and thoughtful and hopeful. I am sick and tired. I am shy and friendly and careful and careless. I am broken and whole. I am misunderstood, miguided and mislead. I am hardworking and determined, but a little scared on the inside. I wish on stars and dream my dreams. I pray to God and cry my tears. I smile on the ouside while im hurting on the inside. I listen to others who wont listen to me. I walk on eggshells and i walk on fire. I believe in passion and true love. I am everything and nothing all at once.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Unknown&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/11865327335</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/11865327335</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2011 11:01:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsafdkkyyU1qzbttno1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/10806444123</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/10806444123</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 10:25:28 -0400</pubDate><category>Quotes</category><category>inspiration</category></item><item><title>It&amp;#8217;s amazing how much college can take away from the things you love doing, ie....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s amazing how much college can take away from the things you love doing, ie. blogging! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, this whole life thing&amp;#8230; it&amp;#8217;ll get you. Ever heard the saying, &amp;#8220;Life&amp;#8217;s a bitch, then you die&amp;#8221;&amp;#160;? Some days I feel like there is no better explanation than that one. So many things get thrown at me in a day, and I hate being unenthusiastic in every aspect of my life. I love being known as the girl who constantly gives every ounce of happiness and heart to every situation she gets herself into! Some days though, it&amp;#8217;s hard to put a smile on. It&amp;#8217;s hard to feel like the world isn&amp;#8217;t rough. It&amp;#8217;s hard to see the positives. As much as I want to sit here and complain, however, I do know that so many people in this world are worse off than I happen to be. I have yet to lose someone near and dear to my heart suddenly. I have two amazing parents who love me with all of their being. I have an older sister who would do anything and everything to make me happy and keep me happy. I have another older sister, whom I fight with constantly (and am still currently fighting with), but still have her here on this Earth with me. I&amp;#8217;m not alone. I&amp;#8217;m never alone. I have fantastic friends who put a smile on my face just by being there. We have so many incredible factors that play into our existence. We complain, we whine, we cry - but why? It&amp;#8217;s so difficult for me to think of the positives, but when I do, I realize how incredibly lucky I really am.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Life is about living. We can&amp;#8217;t stand back and let everyone else continue on in their quest for happiness - we have to continue on our own journeys toward it as well. Recognize those things in your life that put a smile on your face. That allow you to be who you are. You&amp;#8217;ll feel incredibly empowered and lucky when you do.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/10217684961</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/10217684961</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 2011 18:59:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Reblog if you're against child abuse.</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgu043szm81qbzcla.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF YOU DONT REBLOG, YOU DONT HAVE A HEART.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/10129512392</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/10129512392</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 13:23:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>STORY OF BEING IN COLLEGE.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnkuzSa8G1r2sb4yo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;STORY OF BEING IN COLLEGE.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9513733698</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9513733698</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2011 16:07:26 -0400</pubDate><category>quotes</category><category>life</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnlso0XXI1qjm9bpo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9513460462</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9513460462</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2011 16:00:51 -0400</pubDate><category>kushandwizdom</category><category>quote</category><category>quotes</category><category>backstabbers</category><category>believing</category><category>believe</category><category>liars</category><category>liars</category><category>heart</category><category>Heartbroke</category><category>break</category><category>relationship</category><category>Relationship Quotes</category><category>love quote</category><category>love quotes</category><category>life quote</category><category>life quotes</category></item><item><title>airatotoot:

 
Keep smiling, because life is beautiful and there...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq6lijnfaS1qab2yjo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://airatotoot.tumblr.com/post/9124108422"&gt;airatotoot&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep smiling&lt;/strong&gt;, because&lt;em&gt; life is beautiful&lt;/em&gt; and there is so much to smile about. The sun’s going to shine, and the rain’s going to fall, and in the end you might get burnt or wet, but hey, that’s life. So﻿ dance in the puddles and bathe in the sun, and at the end of the day, smile.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything’s going to be all right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9124632442</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9124632442</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2011 11:44:37 -0400</pubDate><category>Typography</category><category>quotes</category><category>love</category><category>inspirational</category><category>airatotoot</category></item><item><title>theekayy:

quote clipped by dani.laurr (clipped to...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq6ls4gRmz1qarw7mo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://theekayy.tumblr.com/post/9124262411"&gt;theekayy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/quote_clipped_dani.laurr/thing.outbound?.embedder=96564&amp;.mid=embed-thing&amp;id=19775327"&gt;quote clipped by dani.laurr&lt;/a&gt; (clipped to &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9124582667</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9124582667</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2011 11:42:48 -0400</pubDate><category>quotes</category><category>text</category><category>words</category><category>sayings</category><category>words/quotes</category><category>phrase</category><category>polyvore</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpxi5iGyeR1qdbbywo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9124341867</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/9124341867</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2011 11:34:09 -0400</pubDate><category>photography</category><category>writing</category></item><item><title>&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;m back!
I had a few things cross my mind this weekend, and what better way to convey...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;m back!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had a few things cross my mind this weekend, and what better way to convey my thoughts than through tumblr!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why is it that everyone and their best friend always wants to know everything about a person, no matter how private the matter might be? I understand that we all want someone to confide in and sometimes we share things with people whom we think that we trust to hold our sometimes tough to bear secrets. Although, many people (and yes, I can be guilty of this often as well) feel the need to pry or want to know this information. I admire my best friend more than anyone in this entire world because she doesn&amp;#8217;t ever feel the need to pry. She doesn&amp;#8217;t care what decisions I make, who I want to be, as long as I keep room in my heart for her to be a part of my life. She&amp;#8217;s a godsend, and I wouldn&amp;#8217;t be me without her. Anyway, I guess I&amp;#8217;m frustrated that I, along with many others, can&amp;#8217;t seem to fight the gossip train. Being a private person, I don&amp;#8217;t like to share many things about myself with others. It is hard for me to trust an individual enough to hold any personal knowledge of me that goes beyond the surface. I&amp;#8217;ve been really thinking about who I&amp;#8217;ve become in this last year, and who I really want to be in the years to come. Robert Brault said it better than anyone, &amp;#8220;Never mind searching for who you are. Search for the person you aspire to be.&amp;#8221; Everyone in life makes mistakes, feels regret and remorse, and has to fight some of those mistakes that continually haunt them. But don&amp;#8217;t let them ruin the ideas you&amp;#8217;ve developed for your future self. Don&amp;#8217;t let life bring you down, instead work to put yourself on the next level. That gossip train? It&amp;#8217;s trivial. Life if about so much more than talking about what so-and-so did on Saturday night, or who went to jail, or who made the latest mistake. I think I&amp;#8217;m ready to put both feet forward and find who exactly the future Caitlin might be. I&amp;#8217;m done being someone other people want me to be. I&amp;#8217;m done doing what I don&amp;#8217;t want to do. I&amp;#8217;m done fighting to cover up my mistakes. I am me, and that won&amp;#8217;t change. I&amp;#8217;ve done things that I wish I hadn&amp;#8217;t done. I&amp;#8217;ve been a person I wish I hadn&amp;#8217;t been. I, for one, won&amp;#8217;t let that rule me any longer.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout:&lt;br/&gt;This is me  damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I  feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me&amp;#8230; or  leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less  of a person, just because I don&amp;#8217;t fit your idea of who I should be and  don&amp;#8217;t try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone  will make that decision. When you are strong enough to love yourself  100%, good and bad - you will be amazed at the opportunities that life  presents you.” - Stacey Charter&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now, the question remains&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Am I strong enough to love myself, a wholehearted one hundred percent?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I sure hope so.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/8312913590</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/8312913590</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2011 18:09:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"When the going gets tough, the tough get going."</title><description>““When the going gets tough, the tough get going.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Unknown&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/7853651802</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/7853651802</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2011 15:36:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lol4443Fe41qhb97co1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/7802699853</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/7802699853</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2011 10:26:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>.. and I’m nineteen years young today.
A year ago, this...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnbojfM7wm1qhb97co1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;.. and I’m nineteen years young today.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A year ago, this day would have meant everything to me. I would have looked forward to it for weeks, but this year it wasn’t quite like that. Seems as I get older, the birthdays seem to be less significant and it becomes more like just another day. This year, I’m fortunate enough to spend my day with the three kiddos I nanny - Anne, Jack, and Jenna. They all are wonderful. Absolutely the greatest, sweetest, best adoptive siblings I could have ever asked for. To spend the day with them is a gift in disguise - I’ve grown to love their looks of admiration, their scowls of disappointment, and the way they look up to me as an older “sister”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, another year completed. Another year to put behind me. Another year of wisdom and learning. Here’s to my last year as a teenager! Hope it’s a great one. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/6886360386</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/6886360386</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 21:38:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>It will be a good one - enjoy your day and be thankful for...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmw6iraofs1qhb97co1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;It will be a good one - enjoy your day and be thankful for everything you’ve been given :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Check out Jewel’s “Good Day” - it’s a good one!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CiH5FZBGo1U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CiH5FZBGo1U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/6590556751</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/6590556751</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2011 12:44:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>perfeitautopia:

Sabe o seu sonho? Deus, está disposto a...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm4cxgrAA51qflz48o1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://perfeitautopia.tumblr.com/post/6074426101"&gt;perfeitautopia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sabe o seu sonho? &lt;strong&gt;Deus, está disposto a realizá-lo. &lt;a href="http://perfeitautopia.tumblr.com"&gt;{p♥u}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/6560398674</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/6560398674</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 14:44:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>You all know me - when I start thinking, I immediately want to blog about it. Good thing...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You all know me - when I start thinking, I immediately want to blog about it. Good thing you&amp;#8217;re all here to read it and put up with me! ;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I got to thinking about how everyone always says that life is what we make it. Or life is what we want it to be. Essentially, it&amp;#8217;s true. We control our destiny - no one else. Think about it.. you can really be whoever you want to be. No one can force you to avoid expression, or force you to be someone you&amp;#8217;re not. Yes, you could give in to peer pressure or be someone you&amp;#8217;re not to gain attention or fulfill someone elses&amp;#8217; wishes, but that&amp;#8217;s a decision you have to be willing to make. It&amp;#8217;s difficult to decide who you want to be. Everyone goes through those phases where life takes us by storm and the strong &amp;#8216;you&amp;#8217; gets washed away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s happened to me several times. I still don&amp;#8217;t know exactly who I am, but I&amp;#8217;m definitely living and learning.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just don&amp;#8217;t be afraid to try new things. To find what you&amp;#8217;re good at. To avoid things you dislike. To show others your strong characteristics. To speak your mind. To be who you really want to be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;To  be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and  day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which  any human being can fight; and never stop fighting. &amp;#8221; {e.e. cummings, 1955}&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always fight. You owe it to yourself. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/6508499561</link><guid>http://alwaysimaginee.tumblr.com/post/6508499561</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2011 22:13:51 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
