the best gift of all.

two years ago, i got the most tragic news. my dad was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer.

it changed my whole world.

for an entire year, i was numb. i didn’t cry. i didn’t feel. i didn’t realize i had completely shut down.

it wasn’t until i met a dear, sweet boy who had experienced love, loss, and lived to tell that i even realized how far removed i was.

he broke my thumb. and broke my heart. wide. open.

he’s no longer in my life, but i think of him every single day. and i’m thankful that even though we didn’t have the ending we once dreamed of, he renewed my hope in love and partnerships. we may not talk. we may not text. but he’ll forever remain in my heart as one of my fondest memories and i wish him all the love and happiness in the world.

merry xxxmas to you. wherever you are.

and thank you. for being my human heater, melting the ice, and breaking down all my walls.

9.9 on the gorgeous scale.

sometimes you meet someone and they seem (almost) perfect.

it leaves you baffled. you’re unable to figure out what’s wrong with them…or why in the world they’d be single?

there HAS to be a reason, you just can’t put your finger on it. you run over it and over it in your head…

this weekend i learned a safe assumption: fallen arches.

at least, that’s what’s assumed about me πŸ˜‰

smoke signals & bright colors.

my best friend informed me that my mr. forever is out there looking for me. and i feel awful for him… if you know me at all, you know i live like a granny. in bed by 9pm most nights and when i am out in the world, i am oblivious to most things around me.

in an effort to make my future mister’s life easier (let’s face it, he’s gonna have his hands full with me), i’ve pledged to wear brighter colors and send out smoke signals.

i hope he likes hot pink.

open heart: not always a bad thing.

this morning, i was paid a lovely compliment (by an even lovelier friend). something along the lines of: she’s inspired by how i’m so open (and continue to be) in situations where others may have shut down and closed off.

truth is: i’m not quite perfect. but i AM rather fabulous. and receiving positive reinforcement from someone you admire has a way of brightening your day. (a good workout and brisk mountain air never hurt either)

the irony of the situation is that she’s a factor in why i’m the way i am – it’s cyclical. we’ve had several eye-opening discussions about breaking old patterns. and i’m constantly working on being the best version of me i can be.

what i’ve learned is, there’s always a light on the horizon and as long as you keep an open heart (and mind), the universe will ‘grant’ your wishes. πŸ˜‰