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Choosing the unlimited

InteriorcoolnessYHSo far I have talked a lot about dreams and setting goals. I’m sorry. But I just got married, so basically I recently had my entire life thrust into my hands. Can’t help it.

I saw this image on Pinterest this morning, and due to its insane awesomeness I had to show Marcus and then decided to share it with all of you.

If you haven’t looked through the pictures. Do it now.

Pretty cool, right?

I automatically start thinking about other things that would be cool to have… like… a fireman’s pole from the second story or… fake natural lighting in the entire house or… one room filled with pillows and the floor, walls and ceiling were mattresses or… a developed laundry chute system that lead from each bedroom and bathroom to certain baskets in the huge (clean) laundry room.

Dang, I would gladly live on oatmeal for a few months to save up for any of these!

But subconciously I know that I’ll never have any of this, so I just keep Pinteresting and eventually forget about it.

But wait a second. Why not think about it? Why couldn’t I have this? Why limit myself like that? And that is the question. Why decide from the beginning not to pursue something? Isn’t that stupid? Why do I have this determination that it is silly and a waste of effort to simply try?

Because I thought about something else. Something else, that I try hard to pursue every day. Cause I see the sun, feel the wind and hear beautiful sounds. I witness people doing amazing things and doing amazing things for others. And I don’t just smile and keep walking. But I choose to believe that there is something more. That there is a reason behind my existence. And even if I didn’t arrive at golden gates when I die, that choice changes my life every day. Because I choose the unlimited.

So why choose to limit your freedom and dreams by being “realistic” when you can choose to live a life to your full potential? In any aspect of your life. Whether it’s academically, your religious views, career or simple family values. Isn’t it more fun (if I may be so silly) to find out what you can do? To feel that high of creativity every day, because you’re striving for something.

So having given that fancy speech… Imma go design my laundry chute.

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Simply Ember – my mommy’s blog

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I have had my blog for about a month and a half. And as I have told you on countless occasions I have often felt that I have bit off more than I can chew, as I lack the wisdom and know-how that my fellow, shall we say, wife bloggers possess. So, naturally, early on, I sighed and thought that my Mom could probably do this so much better.

So I told her to. (more…)

My parents know

picture (6).jpgYHI’ve never known my parents as well as I do now. I don’t think I’ve thought “what would my parents do?” as often EVER as I do now. But maybe every new chapter of my life is gonna feels this way. You face unfamiliar challenges and you realize these are tricks your parents learned decades ago. Then you feel stupid. Stupid that you had your entire childhood to learn from them and watch them and ask every single necessary question along the way. But now you’re out. Out of their house, country and continent and your next visit is so far into the future that you haven’t even bothered to schedule it yet. Now I’m left to myself. (more…)

Raindrops falling on my roof

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I need to introduce you to a Danish word called “hygge”. I will attempt to explain its meaning with the English word “cozy”. “Cozy” on a pillow. In front of a fireplace. Drinking hot chocolate. Wearing thick socks. Having a good time with his friend, “Snug”. Actually it’s maybe if “Snug” and “Cozy” had a baby. And they named it “Hygge”.

– by now, if you’re not Danish, you might be feeling stupid trying to pronounce it in your head. Sorry. I suppose you could pronounce it “hoo-guh”. But not really.

Anyway, (more…)

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Lives changing dreams changing lives

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It’s an interesting time of your life, being a newlywed. You go from being single, the room of your future seems huge and hollow with white walls, floor and ceiling. Colorless. You have no idea what kind of images will be put on those white walls. Will they be white? Will the room always feel this hollow or will it be filled with voices of loved ones you haven’t even met yet?

Then you get married. And all of a sudden the room starts to take shape and gets faded shades of color here and there. (more…)

Too real for glam

photo 2 (1).jpgYHWhen I was little I said I wanted to be a blogger. I didn’t. I said I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to write the next Harry Potter. That didn’t happen though – well not yet anyway. But now the journey has started like this. Blogging. I think I prefer it! What better than to tell the story of my own life – as I’m living it!  (more…)