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Entwine Oneself Around the Key

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I love the feeling I get when I am around people that make me feel like I don’t have to explain myself. They get it.

I also love when I have had a bad day & I’m hardly holding it down, about to crumble, and someone has the key. The key that most look past because it is so incredibly simple. What I love is it takes us back to the basics. The key that solves many of my problems 99% of the time is the comfort that roots back to a genuine embrace: sometimes, when I don’t know what else to do other than not fall apart I just need someone to pick me up, pull me in close, & hug me. Are any of you with me on this? If so… Continue. 

As we mature we are expected to be well composed when handling tough situations. There are plenty of ways society expects us to deal with negativity, but the biggest one is ignoring it. Last time I checked if you ignore something it either dies, remains in it’s current state, grows, or rots. For me, it’s usually the last one. I believe thoughts get old, and just like the garbage, we need to take our old rung out thoughts to the dump — and leave them there.

I believe in starting fresh & doing so often. Think of it this way: just like computers, our brains/thoughts/attitudes need to be refreshed. And then, we just might need someone to pull us in, wrap their arms around us (whether they be big & strong, or soft & delicate) & remind us that this too shall pass. The beautiful thing is sometimes they can do so without saying a word (my mum & grandma are great for this… so are my auntie Care & Brenna)

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I think society is wrong in many ways, especially with the way it asks us to cope with aches & pains that ibuprofen doesn’t stand a chance against. I think it can be unhealthy to never take our strong faces off.  And, in my opinion, it’s not fair to the tender spots in your heart that you may have forgotten about 20 years ago because you chose to ‘do what you have to do’ vs. taking care of yourself & moving on after you “take the trash out”

I think what Oscar Wilde said (despite it being targeted towards women) is very fitting for this. Wilde said ”Women are ment to be loved — not to be understood.“ Well perhaps we should take some notes and stop muffling our pain & begin wading through it by starting with a hug.

This one is for you, grandma. Someday, I hope we can hug an elephant together :)

I know everyone doesn’t like hugs — and that’s okay. I respect that! So don’t worry, I’m all about respecting your beautiful bubble! But the next time I see someone I love trying to fight through their battles alone, or they just aren’t sure who to pick for their team of heart-ache-kicking supporters, I’ll do one easy & powerful thing (if my gut instinct tells me it’s okay to do so): Ignore my desire to give advice that may not be asked for, and simply give them a squeeze. Perhaps we can benefit from a little unity instead of constantly trying to be superior to others by proving our strengths that, in the end, usually make us weak. 

Ready, set, love. 

Proud To Call You Mine

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When I look back on the days before you came into my life I am amazed — I cannot believe how far I have come as an individual. We met at a time where I was desperately seeking stability in all aspects of life. My opinion of ‘boys’ was unfortunately carried over to men as well. When we first met I wasn’t interested in even the idea of having a relationship. I thought your game was sweet but that you were likely just another asshole. It was one of those rare but true circumstances where it was not you, it was me. I had been hurt one too many times. My thought process was that in order to be happy I had to work hard enough to be independent. I was simply tired of relying on others for my happiness.

Soon I realized I could not avoid your charm. You made me laugh so hard I would snort at work in my favorite red dress. When you would see me overwhelmed with reservations & struggling to hang a fur coat that weighed more then me you were right there helping me. I spent so much energy pretending I didn’t like you it would have been easier to just give in. You called me every night & we’d talk until our phones would die or our eyes were filled with sand. After 3 days of ignoring your calls (I was trying my hardest to not fall in love) I received a text on my way to school that said “Are you alive?”

It has been over a year since you sent me that text and to make things worse I don’t think I ever replied. So here it is my love. Better late then never: Yes, I am alive. I am SO alive! I woke up in the middle of the night from a bad dream last week & when I turned over you kissed me — it took my breathe away. My heartbeat is steady & healthy because of you. You help me to be the woman I have always wanted to be. You believe in my dreams & listen to all my stupid blog posts. You even tell me how proud you are when I get a new follower or kind comment. After working for hours you come home & still stay up late to watch our favorite show with me. You don’t get mad when I run into your heels with the grocery cart, and you tuck me into bed when I fall asleep on the couch. I fell in love with you when I was trying my very hardest not to and for that I thank you… That was the time that I needed you in my life the most.

Happy Birthday Andrew, I love you with every little piece of me.

You’re an incredible man & I am so proud to call you mine. Cheers to the times we have had & many more to come.

I Still Love You…

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Maybe when you watched the game today, you thought of me. After all, you were the one who planted the seed of love for the 49ers into this beautiful garden I call life. I still wear this perfume you gave me, but only on days where my heart feels stable & the weather says there isn’t any precipitation in the forecast. Deep down, I wonder if you read my blog still. Part of me hopes that you’re hanging onto the only way you can be a part of my life right now. Being humans, we make mistakes. I guess you could say we have both been acting like humans without any filters. Forgiveness is something I strongly believe in but still struggle with every single day. I hope that we can look past the bitterness & stop being stubborn… I understand that I am not always right (even when I am wrong), so I promise not to point fingers. We both still have so much to learn. I do hope that eventually, we can do the learning together. Until then, know that I still love you, & I am still crossing my fingers you do too.

Just to clear things up… This post is not about some secret man or ex-boyfriend in my life, it is about my father. My boss likes to say, ‘Never assume, because you will make an ass out of you & me’. Sorry for the misunderstanding… Thank you.