And now six months have passed.

Hey, I never said I was a good blogger. Just because I enjoy writing and love the idea of a blog, doesn't mean I'm the best at keeping up with what I've started. 

However, I do believe that this will be something really beneficial for me to keep up over the summer. I've gone and picked up a Writing minor to supplement my English major so the practice will do me good. 

Many things have changed since I last wrote. First of all, I'm no longer a "soon to be twenty-something". Don't get me wrong, I love my birthday. But I don't much care about turning twenty. I didn't feel my life disappearing, suddenly regret that I hadn't had "more fun" in high school, or feel just OLD. I celebrated the fact that my teens were gone and before me stands life. I enjoyed just getting to spend time with my family and friends. That's my favorite part about birthdays anyway--surrounding myself with people I love. I've also adventured to Canada again and took my first trip to Oregon to see my cousin! Maybe I'll post about those trips eventually. Maybe I'll finally finish my Paris trip, though it may have to be an anniversary post. Oops. 

The hardest part about writing a post is figuring out what in the world I want to write about. But something that has been on my mind a lot lately has been poetry. One of my classes this semester has actually been an introduction into writing poetry. I've enjoyed poetry since high school but never really thought I'd be any good at, or even enjoy, writing anything. 

Well I'm still not sure I'm any good at writing poetry. I have however found that I immensely enjoy writing. I even like writing formal poems sometimes. (I guess this maybe really isn't such a shocker. I really love traditional things and old school ways sometimes.)  Reading poetry for this class has become actually one of the things I look forward to the most. I love expanding my experience of poetry and trying out different types of poems. 

Poetry is perhaps the easiest way to read in college. I never get to read novels any more with all of the reading and studying I'm doing for my classes, but poetry can take only minutes (depending on what you're reading) to explore something new. If I find myself in a weird mood or just needing a little boost, I find myself turning to poetry--Biblical or otherwise. I've found poetry to be such an intimate form of literature and that reading other people's thoughts and emotions help me better feel and understand my own. 

Maybe, one day, eventually, probably pretty far into the future, I'll share some of what I've written here. But for now I think I'll stick to a poem by ee cummings (found here ) that has been on my mind quite a bit lately... 

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] by ee cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                                      i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)