Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Love. ♥

“Love is a temporary madness; it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of eternal passion. That is just being in love, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Those that truly love have roots that grow towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms have fallen from their branches, they find that they are one tree and not two.” ~Louis de Bernieres

Monday, August 29, 2011

Music Mondays.

They're fabulous. And so is this song.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Advice.

I have a confession to make.

I, Sarah, am addicted to stumbleupon.

Phew! Now that that's off my chest, I want to share with you this blog post I 'stumbled' on today. It was a fabulous reminder, and I feel like everyone needs to read this at least once every couple of days! Enjoy!


Life's Instructions

1. Have a firm handshake.

2. Look people in the eye.

3. Sing in the shower.

4. Own a great stereo system.

5. If in a fight, hit first and hit hard.

6. Keep secrets.

7. Never give up on anybody. Miracles happen every day.

8. Always accept an outstretched hand.

9. Be brave. Even if you're not, pretend to be. No one can tell the difference.

10. Whistle.

11. Avoid sarcastic remarks.

12. Chose your life's mate carefully. From this one decision will come 90% of all your happiness or misery.

13. Make it a habit to do nice things for people who will never find out.

14. Lend only those books you never care to see again.

15. Never deprive someone of hope; it might be all that they have.

16. When playing games with children, let them win.

17. Give people a second chance, but not a third.

18. Be romantic.

19. Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.

20. Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems.

21. Don't allow the phone to interrupt important moments. It's there for our convenience, not the caller's.

22. Be a good loser.

23. Be a good winner.

24. Think twice before burdening a friend with a secret.

25. When someone hugs you, let them be the first to let go.

26. Be modest. A lot was accomplished before you were born.

27. Keep it simple.

28. Beware of the person who has nothing to lose.

29. Don't burn bridges. You'll be surprised how many times you have to cross the same river.

30. Live your life so that your epitaph could read, No Regrets.

31. Be bold and courageous. When you look back on life, you'll regret the things you didn't do more than the ones you did.

32. Never waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them.

33. Remember no one makes it alone. Have a grateful heart and be quick to acknowledge those who helped you.

34. Take charge of your attitude. Don't let someone else choose it for you.

35. Visit friends and relatives when they are in the hospital; you need only stay a few minutes.

36. Begin each day with some of your favorite music.

37. Once in a while, take the scenic route.

38. Send a lot of Valentine cards. Sign them, 'Someone who thinks you're terrific.'

39. Answer the phone with enthusiasm and energy in your voice.

40. Keep a note pad and pencil on your bed-side table. Million-dollar ideas sometimes strike ad 3am.

41. Show respect for everyone who works for a living, regardless of how trivial their job.

42. Send your loved ones flowers. Think of a reason later.

43. Make someone's day by paying the toll for the person in the car behind you.

44. Become someone's hero.

45. Marry only for love.

46. Count your blessings.

47. Compliment the meal when you're a guest in someone's home.

48. Wave at the children on a school bus.

49. Remember that 80% of the success in any job is based on your ability to deal with people.

50. Don't expect life to be fair.

Love,
Sarah

Friday, August 26, 2011

Five Minute Friday

So, I know I'm writing a lot on the same topic. Sorry, it's what's on the front lines of my mind right now! But I hope you enjoy it anyways!

Today's Topic: Older.

GO.

It's still strange to me, every single time I open those school doors and step inside. I'm one of the oldest now. The year we've waited for since even Kindergarten is finally here, and in 180 days, we will be the ones receiving diplomas. I see the sweet, slightly scared faces of the new coming freshmen and I can put myself right back into their shoes. It's scary being in a new place. But they'll be okay; they'll be calling Foard home before they know it. It's hard to believe that three whole years have gone by since that was me. High school is such a ride. All kinds of ups and downs, twists and turns, all the time. But what an amazing ride it is. You make tons of new friends, expand your knowledge by leaps and bounds (I mean, who ever thought I'd be passing Calculus!?), and experience what freedom tastes like. It's bittersweet, if you were wondering. Entering high school, I never imagined that four years could fly by so quickly, or that they could be so full of so many memories. And now, here I stand, ready to begin my final year. Older? Absolutely. Grown up? Well, we'll have to see about that one. :)

STOP.

Have a wonderful weekend, everyone! Thank you for taking time to read my entry. It makes my day so sweet! I love you all! (:

Love,
Sarah

Monday, August 22, 2011

Music Mondays.

This is why I love him (:

Friday, August 19, 2011

Five Minute Friday

I'm smiling, breathing, blinking... what more could I ask for?!

I'm cheating. I'll go ahead and tell you. There are two things I want to write about, so I'm doing both. You can choose to read whichever, it doesn't matter to me (:

Today's Topic: New.

GO.

New. It's strange to hear this word now, as I prepare myself for a series of goodbyes. That's what Senior year is, after all. A series of lasts... of final chances. In the coming year, I will experience my last time marching onto my home field, my last time conducting the band, my last time sitting in a classroom with those I've grown up with, my last time being a student at the Studio B School of Dance... and so many more. But with these, I will also experience several new things. My first visit to a college campus, my first college application, my first internship, my first diploma. And the prospects of what is to come excite me. I'm excited to see where my life is going to go from here, and what all the future has in store. I'm thrilled to get to soak up one more year of memories with those that have been a part of my life story since the age of five. I'm ready to meet new people, gain new friendships, and have new experiences under my belt. Senior year, I welcome you with open arms. Let's go do this (:

STOP.

Number 2.

GO.

I don't know about you, but I know what it feels like to be broken. All to well I know the ache that comes when you can all but visibly see your heart as a pile of broken shards scattered before you. I know the pain and shame that comes with knowing that you'll never get it put completely back together. The thoughts that run through your head, like "It's impossible, that's for sure. The pieces are far too small, and my hands seem even smaller. What am I going to do..." That feeling is the worst in the world.

But listen to me, dear one. That doesn't have to be the end of the story.

See, all too often I hold onto those pieces with all my might, afraid to let them go. Those broken shards stay within my protection, and all too quickly they wear me down. I can't function without a heart. That's when it hits me, every single time. I must let go. In order to have anything restored, you must take it to someone that has the ability to do so, right? And in order for them to actually restore it, you can't just take it there, and then just walk away with the same thing still in your hands, you must leave it. You must trust that it is in their hands, and that they can handle it.

Sound familiar yet? Keep looking.

That's what God does. He asks us to bring Him our broken pieces. But not only does He want us to bring them, He wants us to leave them. If we trust Him, He will fix it. He will restore what we gave Him, and at no cost at all. He's just waiting on you to take it to Him. He's waiting for you.

He wants to make you new again.

STOP.


Happy weekend-ing, dear ones!

Thursday, August 18, 2011

08.18.11

And so it begins! The beginning of the end. Today was my last ever Old Soldiers Reunion Parade as a Marching Tiger! I'm thrilled to have had the opportunity. Even though the parade isn't any of our finest, or most favorite, moments of the marching season as a whole, we did it! We got through the heat, and the sweating, and the standing at attention, and the playing the same song over and over...(: Just think what all we can do!

I wouldn't trade what I do for the world ♥
Thank you, Tiger Band, for being home, and family, and my passion for me. We're going to have one heck of an amazing season!

Love,
Sarah

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

08.16.11




Do me a favor, please. Smile. Hold your head up. You are amazing, and valuable, and so much more than you could imagine. Be you, and remember to make every day a day worth remembering. I love you♥

Love,
Sarah

Monday, August 15, 2011

Music Mondays.

Just reminding you guys who ACTUALLY sang this song. The original is still much better than the Blake Shelton version... even though I do love me some Blake!

Friday, August 12, 2011

Five Minute Friday

I think Friday's always bring a little something extra. A little breath of fresh air, if you will. So, soak in some satisfaction today, dear ones. Let the little things make you smile, and let them outnumber the bad stuff. Enjoy (:

Today's Topic: Beauty.

GO.

Beauty is...
The way the leaves whisper secrets in the summertime breezes.
The baby's sweet giggle.
The way the sun bathes the earth in light day in and day out.
The flowers that spring brings forth.
The way the air smells right before a thunderstorm.
The ocean and all of it's hidden secrets, and crashing waves.
The way a hug feels.
The barefoot, blue jean, summer nights spent with those you love.
The way forgiveness is a never-ending gift.
The smile you have on your face... especially when you give it to others.
The way that sharing a meal with a family not only nourishes your body, but your soul as well.
The feeling of accomplishment.
The way that words of encouragement can come at just the right time.
The moon. And the stars. And the wishes people make on them.
The way the colors of a rainbow hold much more than just bits of water... they hold promise.
The ladybug crawling on a flower, and the butterfly wondering its way through the breeze.
The way a camera captures out most treasured moments.
The love that we receive and in turn give to others.

That's beautiful.

Love,
Sarah

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

08.09.11

Today I am taking the time to soak in every last ounce of where I am.
Is everything perfect? No.
But, as far as days go, today was a pretty good one.
And for now, I'm satisfied.
Soaking in satisfaction is a delicacy that everyone needs to enjoy.
So today, I challenge you. Soak in some satisfaction.
Take in the small moments that make you smile, and make them count.
Every day is a day worth remembering.


Oh! On a side note, this little blog here has reached 20 followers! This really humbles me! But whether it is twenty or two, either way I'm so honored. Thank you for taking time out of your life to share mine with me. It means the world to me! I'm blessed by you, more than you know. I started this little blog to keep a journal of sorts, and it has expanded into capturing all sorts of random things about me! Thank you for accepting me, craziness and all. I love you all dearly, and I'm here if you ever need me!

Love,
Sarah

Monday, August 8, 2011

Stress.

Ever wonder what creates stress? Well, look no further. The provider of this quote has found the answer, and I believe that it stands true. Well, maybe not always, but it made me laugh. Hope it shines some light to your Monday (:

Friday, August 5, 2011

Five Minute Friday

Deep breath. We made it. Together.

It's Friday.

Today's Topic: Whole.

GO.

Little, tiny pieces of glass. That's what I picture myself handing God one day as I meet him for the first time. I can just see it... He asks me for my heart, and all I have to give him is a handful of tiny broken shards. I can see myself just standing there, my head hung, wishing I hadn't broken it. I wish I had a whole heart to give him... not these little multi-colored pieces that now lay in the hands of the Lord.

"Tell me about this one" He says as He holds up a small green piece with jagged edges.

"Well, that was when my Grandfather died. He loved everything about the earth around him... he instilled that in me, too. But I never understood why it was you had to take him. He was my only one, and I loved him so very much. I only got to know him for 8 years..."

"You'll see, be patient my dear child. What about this one?" A large purple piece, also jagged, with a large crack right up to the very center. I could never forget that one.

"My cancer diagnosis. I was so angry, and so hurt. What did I do, God? I loved you so much. I really did try my very best to live for you. Why in the world did you let me go through that much pain? I was mad at you, God. And so very alone. It changed me forever, that diagnosis..."

"I remember it well. Now, tell me about this one." A completely different piece. Smaller than the last, but ever more beautiful. Clean edges, almost an oval shape. And the color was indescribable.

"The birth of my baby girl. I love her so, God. Please keep taking care of her. She changed my life, too, you know. She filled me with so much joy and taught me what it really meant to love someone. She's a special girl."

"That she is, my dear. Now, let's talk about this heart of yours. Is this what you have to give me, or is there anything else?" My head dropped.

"No, that's all. I'm so sorry, I meant to keep it whole, I did! But...."

"No worries, my dear sweet daughter. Look." As I lift my head again, I am astonished as to what I see. There, in my makers hands is an amazing stained-glass sculpture. Tears begin to fill my eyes.

Whole. All those pieces... fragments of me, my heartaches and my joys.... all fit together. They fit seamlessly, and all for the good of creating this beautiful masterpiece. They all make sense now. I can now see. Me... wholly beautiful, wholly accepted, wholly loved.

STOP.

Full disclosure: I was way over my limit. But, I had to finish. Oh, well! (:

Enjoy your weekend, sweet loves. You mean the world to me!

Love,
Sarah

Monday, August 1, 2011

Music Mondays.

It's band camp week... I had to! Haha. This is my rookie show (unfortunately, it's before all the cool effects!). So many hilarious memories from my first year as a marching tiger... little did I know that the next year I'd no longer be in a 'big blue' but instead on the podium! I never imagined I'd grow to love it so much. So without further ado... A Copland Tribute!