Write Around The Corner // Beth Turnbull

If you don't water your plants, they will die. That is a fact.  Keeping a plant alive is simple--your actions determine its fate.  What isn't simple, is a human life. No matter what you do--your actions can't solve everything.  That, is also a fact.  No matter how much you love someone, no matter how many visits you make or don't make to the hospital, nothing changes the ending. The ending is always the same. The ending is always death. There is no way to make a difference in death; it is only in life that the real difference can be made. That's a lesson I'm trying to learn. I can't go back and give her more time--I can't change how it happened. I have to remember the way she impacted my life. I have remember the way I impacted hers.  Death is just the end of life. Death does not kill memories. Death does not kill happiness. Death does not take everything away. Death leaves her legacy behind--d eath lets us keep...

Like many college students I have no idea what my post-grad life will be like. Will I be working in my field? What will my field even be? Am I even going to get a job? Everyone knows exactly how I feel, if you don't, you might be lying to yourself. Being the pro-active, go-getter that I am, I decided to schedule an appointment for myself at the campus Career Development Office. Better get started early , I thought to myself. I knew what to expect, they'd tell me to take a lot of general ed courses until something sparked my passion or something generic like that. Guess what? I wasn't wrong. During the course of my appointment I had the privilege of being introduced to personality testing. I'll figure out what to do with my life. This will be easy. Just do this test and it'll tell you what to do.  I had heard of the Myers-Briggs personality test before but I'd never cared enough to take it. But that Monday afternoon in the career development office, I wa...

Today my English 101 professor instructed us to pull out of sheet of notebook paper. "Rip it out of your notebook. I want you to write down all the words that stop you from doing what you want. All the negatives." And so we did. I glanced around the room at my peers as they frantically scribbled--a flurry of pen against paper. I had my own list. It wasn't short yet it wasn't long. And I knew that everything I wrote wasn't really true. I'm not really stupid. I know that my ideas do matter. It's just easy to let those ideas fill your head on a cloudy day. "Okay," she said, "take that paper and crush it." As we did this she excitedly rushed around the room with the trash can and instructed us to throw these powerless words away. "Words don't have power unless we give power to them," she told us. The therapy session had begun. We had purged our minds of the negative. I thought to myself-- okay Professor Nofsinger,...

I have tried and failed to write three other blogs, so it's a good thing that four is my lucky number. At the moment this blog has no real purpose. It probably won't change your life. It probably won't make you question your beliefs. But maybe you will be entertained, maybe you will be interested, maybe you will even be inspired. As a young, college student I have plenty of questions about the world we live in. Is the world fair? Is it possible that an entire planet can really be fair? Are most people inherently good? How do you even become a good person? Why do I like writing rhetorical questions so much? Basically once I get talking, I have a lot to say. Throughout this blog you will learn about my life, you will hear about my passions, and you will see the world through my eyes. And maybe you won't like what you see, but it's worth a shot. Love, Beth