while on vacation with my best friend and her husband this week, she insisted that i talk to the guy that was singing along with the live band we were watching.
bestie: shirin! come talk to this guy, he’s got pipes.
me: (to her husband) yeah, but he doesn’t have looks.
bestie: he’s such a great singer!
me: (to her husband) will you tell your wife i’m trying to start a family, not a band.
i don’t know how i got to be this funny.
of course he is!
but don’t get it twisted.
you can miss someone, still not want to be with them & think they’re not right for you.
it’s nice to be nostalgic.
and an emotional text fueled by the sunday night blues (coupled with the fact that you’ve only been kissed twice in six months) makes for amusing reading in the light of day.
happy monday.
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.
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!
last week my best friend’s fiance left for his bachelor party.
their dog would NOT stop crying about it. seriously…nonstop howling.
so, i did what any fabulous aunt would do. i grabbed his face, looked him deep in the eyes and said ‘he’s gone. he isn’t coming back. get over it.’
and then my best friend laughed and said, ‘that’s what he’s saying to you’
touche. (and probably the funniest thing i’ve heard in a long time! ex oh, dee dee)
sdinsd 