I stopped wearing my favorite perfume after I left him. I found out it had been discontinued and my bottle was running low. I thought to myself “save it for something special”. I couldn’t figure out just what that was, but I didn’t want it to go to waste on any old day, and that’s exactly how everyday had began to feel.
Weeks later I was still waiting for that “something special”. My best friend grabbed my wrist in excitement after I spritzed myself before we went out to breakfast and said “is that my favorite stuff?” she turned away and said “oh no” and continued getting ready.
The thing I realized right then is that as silly as it sounds to be so attached to a scent it still feels like a part of me, a part of my past. And when it’s gone, it’s gone… but that’s okay, because I will still be here when the perfume runs out. And so will the memories.
So life goes on even after our favorite scent no longer exists. We can’t wait for something fabulous to do a key thing we used to do for ourselves everyday. That’s the funny thing about women sometimes… We think we should sit and wait for the bus when really we need to slip on our comfiest flats and run after it before it drives away from us. Life’s too short to sit around waiting, smelling, and feeling like anything but ourselves. So I am done waiting for unmade plans, and I’m finally ready to use every last drop.
I’ve been in writing-limbo for over a month now. It’s total funky town around here as of late. I have so much to say and too many ways to say it. At times I’m ready to bust out a big ole’ post & other times I’d really rather not. I’d honestly prefer to be rolling down a hill at the park with my nephew & walk n’ talkin’ with my sister. I’m not sure when this funk will pass but I’m not going to fight it… in a way, it feels right. Anywho, I miss all of you a lot & I’m giving you my love & big smooches from afar. (Or squeezes. Or neither… whatever you’re into) I hope you’re remembering to shine. Until next time, ciao bella
Your 20’s are your ‘selfish’ years. It’s a decade to immerse yourself in every single thing possible. Be selfish with your time, and all the aspects of you. Tinker with shit, travel, explore, love a lot, love a little, and never touch the ground.
— Kyoko Escamilla
….and if you can, try to keep beautiful, strong, empowered women by your side along the way. The ride will be bumpy, that is inevitable — but at least you’ll have someone to sing with on the way to all destinations. So here’s to the beautiful women in my life that help me keep on keepin’ on when I’d really rather not. Thank you for calling me on my shit & embracing my flaws. Thank you for showing up on my doorstep with wine & ice cream when I stopped answering the phone. Thank you for getting my ass up bright and early for the gym. I love you, I adore you, and I’m a wee bit more sane because of you. Cheers to the next decade and the rest that shall follow. Nothin’ can stop us, girls… Nothin’.
“Keep your face always toward the sunshine and the shadows will fall behind you.”
After a beautiful weekend I feel refreshed & ready to put all of my energy towards growing as an individual. This week I have plenty to do with very little time, bare with me if I tend to dip in & out during the madness. Can’t wait to catch up on my daily reads. I always miss reading all of your posts when things get busy.
On March 20th 2011 I embarked on a new adventure. During that adventure I sailed amid many incredible sunsets, found inspiration from every fish in the sea & experienced a handful of storms that forced me to just breathe & trust the wind. In the end I met you at the perfect little dock. I am proud to say that you are far from regular and I am so glad I’ve been given the chance to be graced by your love & light. Cheers to letting the first ocean we sailed together be all that it wanted to be & here’s to many more together.
1 year down sweets! Happy birthday baby blog! And thank you, I couldn’t have a better crew.