What do you remember?

It sickens me watching people going crazy over buying gifts for the holidays. Why on earth do you give yourself unnecessary headaches? People, you don’t HAVE 10 people to shop, you WANT to shop for them. Do you HAVE to? No, you don’t. Is it good that you want to? Of course it is. What’s wrong is how everyone fights over a stupid gift receipt, or how much you WANT (keyword is WANT, because you don’t HAVE to) to spend, or getting grumpy over a particular toy your kids want, but you can’t find. Breaking News, your kids won’t care. I certainly wanted so many things when I was little, but I didn’t get them all. I’m alive now and happy, so no, it won’t affect your kids life, and best of all, it won’t ruin your life – you save $100 and you get to live, isn’t that wonderful?

Hey, I get it. I didn’t grow up having everything I ever wanted, and when/if I have kids, I will certainly want to buy them what they ask for, but that is not going to be the case every single time. What I remember is spending time with my family over the holidays, and wrapping my stuffed animals and giving them to them as gifts. What I remember is getting a duplicate set for my dolls and donating them to poor children. Their joyous expressions are cemented in my memory forever. Which is why this society – full of consumerism- has forgotten how to live.

I ask everyone around me who ever gets me gifts not to give me a gift receipt with it. I always tell them that I will love what they give me. Seriously, why wouldn’t I love their gifts? I know who they are and I’m surrounded by loveable people. Why would I expect to receive something I won’t like? T-shirt size? Well, if they know me well enough, they should know my size. If it doesn’t mean, then I’ll donate it, or I’ll use it for something else. We have to stop and teach others to be grateful for what we get. Technically, we shouldn’t give each other anything, but we do anyway, so why not do it with a smile and without ranting about money?

We remember emotions, we don’t remember what we got. Honestly, I barely remember every present I have ever gotten. All I remember is who was there and how I was treated. Hey, I made other kids happy when I was a kid, and that would not have been possible had my family not taught me what’s important. And yes, gift receipts are my pet peeves, which is a bit weird to some people, but whatever.


<3 <3 <3 Love, Ellie <3 <3 <3

Poem: Steps


Walk into my shoes

and step forward for me

transform my soles into a will

and endure my sorrows.

Emerge from the distraught ground

and salvage what I lost

leave behind my blindness

and open wounds.

In sacred soil I dare not walk

without a hand to reinforce the wrong

where the only exit is on favourable weather

a rarity even in the best moments. 

Looking back into the past with your best friends

The essence of friendship, relies solely on the power to momentarily overlook the count of how many friends you have, and instead count their value they bring into your life. With that being said, I may speak based on my own experience, but at some point in your life, you and your best friends will look back and laugh at the corniness of your pasts.

1) That guy you were convinced your best friend was going to marry. Yes that guy who was a model citizen back when you encouraged her to confess her “love” to him, who is now a complete douchebag and only serves as a reminder that you can overcome mistakes.


2) The day your instincts were right. 


3) When you watched movies and you were both convinced they were based on your lives. 


4) The first time you had too much to drink in front of your best friend, and you tried to act like you were fine.


5) The popcorn button on the microwave didn’t do s**t, and it took 2 bags to figure it out.


6) When one of you had to move away ,and you put on a brave face to stop the Apocalyptic feeling that ran through your veins.


Not every friend who enters your life will stay, but a good friend will leave a good feeling in your life forever. The best you can do is build memories and carry on.

<3 <3 <3 Love, Ellie <3 <3 <3

My pen name: Ellie Marie Acacia

First of all, I have been so busy! I can’t believe I’ve neglected my writing so much. Okay, that explanation was boring. We’ll pretend I was on hiatus, because I embarked on a journey to save Middle-Earth. Those orcs are not easy to deceive, but I managed and now I’m back. I will also add photos from my trip soon :D.

I was attempting to write a short bio, but I am not good at it. Seriously, my life has been full of adventures, surprises, it would take more than a million books (approximately) so summarize it. To be honest, the most important thing you need to know about me is that I am passionate about helping others through my writing. I want to inspire, make people see their value, and be there for them when they need someone. Other than that, here’s one thing you may know about me, which is why I picked my pen name.

I do go by the pen name, ‘Ellie Marie Acacia.’ Why? Because, I go by my middle name, Elizabeth. Most people call me ‘Ellie,’ while others who have gotten used to calling me ‘Liz.’ My mum and I share the same first name, and as you may already imagine, confusions arise from time to time. I do not mind being compared to my mum, but I just became annoyed by the fact I was being referred to as ‘ma’am’ on the phone…when I was a teenager! Not to worry, my voice did not sound like the raging power of an erupting volcano, but people on the other line assumed I must have been in my 40’s just because of the shared first name.

“Teenage awkward years, anybody? As if that wasn’t enough, we will make sure to triple your age on the phone! As an added bonus, we will call you a granny by the Christmas season! Enjoy hot cocoa while we imagine you with a broken hip.”

I picked ‘Marie’ to honour my grandmother, who always taught me to pursue my dreams and never give up. Sounds cliché, but it is true. Actually, her name was Maria, but because I’m of French descent, I picked ‘Marie.’

To add on to my long list of reasons why I picked such an elaborate pen name, is the name ‘Acacia.’ Why would I pick the name of a thorny shrub? First of all, I love flowers, plants, and nature. But, the Acacia is my own metaphor for my journey. I am without fault, but I continue to grow. I may be a pest sometimes, because not everyone appreciates writing as a form of art, but I keep on going.

Here’s a little fact: One of the most famous Acacia  was the ‘L’Arbre du Tenere.’ It was considered the most isolated tree on Earth. It was sadly knocked down by a drunk driver in the Sahara desert. 

I thank you for reading this semi-bio in its entirety, and I will leave you with one of my sayings, as a bonus:

“Embrace your inner passion, and release your will to triumph”.


<3 <3 <3 Love, Ellie <3 <3 <3

Poetry: Chosen Destiny?


One desires for love fortune

with a chance of an everlasting

where destiny spins for us

and we process the odds of misfortune.


Why do we agree and not block the answers

Is it our nature to withhold and accept the outcome?

Can the battles be won without weapons of sentiments?

Are we allowed a say?


We can aspire for numbness

but we cannot step forward with cowardice.

Is it that we fear?

Or is it that we do not care?


The clock ticks to an unknown outcome

and we can falsely move backwards

should we?

it is all an illusion. We can’t retract.


For gratefulness is clear when not blind

and sadness disappears with dreams of company.

We can choose to look back,

but the paths will collide without force.