the heart isn’t a muscle.

if i had a nickel for every time one of my friends told me i was ‘the strong one’ i’d be rockin louboutins like nobody’s business!

but here’s the thing: the heart isn’t a muscle. and where’s the strength in not acknowledging the bruises or breaks that it’s suffered?

i’ll be the first to admit i’ve gotten (surprisingly) good at picking up the pieces and moving on when i need to, but what i’m working on now is allowing myself to be vulnerable. and sad. when it’s appropriate…because real strength lies in honesty and being true to yourself.

NOT in shutting down and walking in the other direction: the only way out is through.

catharsis.

i’ve been having a debate with my friends regarding closure…what it is & what it means.

i think closure is make-believe. you create your own endings and looking to someone else to complete something for you seems asinine.

nonetheless, my best friend, sweet lovely angel that she is, insisted SHE needed a certain closure. and so while i’ve closed all the doors i needed to and while i’m a fan of the high road and moving forward, this post is dedicated to her.

and a proper ending for something that was lovely while it lasted.

chop wood, carry water.

sometimes it’s hard to find the grace in things.

maybe you lost your job?

maybe your aunt passed away?

maybe your boyfriend broke up with you on the same day as the funeral?

maybe your mom has a tumor on her spinal cord and needs surgery?

maybe you don’t get to stay at the disneyland hotel for your pretty pretty princess party?

maybe zac efron STILL hasn’t called?

maybe ALL these things happened to you…and maybe you’re still smiling. because at the end of the day you know that without a job or relationship to define you, you get to come back to basics. you get to rediscover who you are. and what you love. and that’s where the real grace of the situation lies: self-discovery. and growth. (not taller though, i WISH!)

so, the next time you feel like the hits just keep coming (and they will), focus on the grace in the situation. and i promise you, you’ll crack a smile.

truth is, there’s beauty in the breakdown & if you’re lucky (like i am), you’ll end up with an even foxier date to your best friend’s wedding!