Perspective

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Sometimes, the world seems way too beautiful for one to ever be sad.   But what is even sadder is not being allowed to be sad.

We live in a world that says “Get Over It” as its first an only reaction.
“Move on”, “Forget it”, “Cut your losses”, “Find someone else”.

Why can’t we be allowed to feel our sadness?
Do I not have a right to be sad that I met, shared moments – in corners of weeks and months, and developed strong feelings for someone who changed my views on love and life?
The first person who ever truly woke me up, made me re-evaluate my own life path and made me realize what things I really want and need.
[ Which in many ways is the exact opposite of what I thought I wanted. ]

And then, as if they were simply someone you had a brief encounter with:
someone you held open the door for leaving the Post Office,
or someone you debated the best ice cream brand with in the frozen food aisle,
or someone you half-smiled a quick hello to as you passed them walking their dog on your evening jog
- they were all of a sudden there and then the next second gone from your life.

Only they weren’t one of those random people you have a 15 second interaction with.

They were a love-changer, a life-alterer.

But the world wants you to forget them as if they were the previous.

Nope.
I’m sorry, but I won’t be sorry.

I won’t stop living,
I won’t sit and stew,
I won’t cry.

But I also won’t just “move on” today as if nothing happened.
I will allow myself to be hurt, and to be sad.

I will get up everyday,
take a deep breath,
put one foot in front of the other,
and try to keep walking.

All the while allowing my heart to hold onto this precious sadness as long as it needs to.

 

 

“The cure for anything..

..is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea.” –Isak Dinesen

When life hands you a mess and you aren’t sure of the best way to clean it up at the present moment I have found there are few things more calming, peaceful and grounding then a nice drive, to a secluded place – preferably with water, even if it isn’t the sea.

Yesterday was the perfect spring day, about 65 degrees, sun shining, not a cloud in the sky.  I just sat right on this riverbank for about an hour, feeling the warmth on my back, and taking in the reminiscent smell of muddy river water.  Just breathing in the wonderful outdoors and noticing all of the life moving around me; a water moccasin slithering across the tree branch in the water, a shimmery baby dragon fly coming to sit next to my beach towel, birds hoping around in the greenery.

Suddenly everything didn’t seem so big and bad anymore – it seemed further and further away – and so did I.

Even if its just a lonesome, overlooked riverbank, I hope everyone finds a place they can go where the outside world gets a little quieter, as for me, I think my little slice of heaven will become a frequented friend.

A Tale of Three Shoes

Springtime is ALWAYS the best time for fashion in my humble opinion.  And boy do these shoes have me excited for more lovely pieces to come.  I have always been a wedge skeptic, love them on other people, never really feel them on myself, these new “Weels” are the perfect solution to my wedge woes!

All from Anthropologie – click each picture for more info or to purchase!

Sunday at Barnes and Noble

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Soulmate Sundays are theeee best!  Saturday night we went and saw Beautiful Creatures which was insanely fabulous.. best movie either of us had seen in the longest time.  It just had everything: humor, romance, action, wisdom, good quotes,  great music, excellent actors, interesting story line.. we were in awe when it ended.  In the movie the main characters quote Charles Bukowski repeatedly.  We were so intrigued we just had to go to Barnes and Noble the next day to browse his stuff. ♥