Love is healing

Love picked my broken heart off the floor, wiped away my salty tears and helped me believe that I could start over. It came in different places, times and faces over the years, holding me when I was falling to pieces. Even if temporarily, love lifted my spirit and stopped me from giving up. Whether in the face of a kind stranger or a loving animal, love chose me. And so, I will always choose love.

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I am giving myself another chance and then some

Why aren’t we allowed to fail at things we work hard for? Why aren’t we allowed to acknowledge we made a wrong decision? Why aren’t we allowed to give ourselves time? Why aren’t we allowed to be someone who is still figuring out their path?

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Riding solo

Does doing things on your own make you a strange pea? Does that mean you’re lonely?

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The story

We all have a rehearsed set of lines similar to our Facebook, Twitter or LinkedIn bios. These are usually simple yet exciting enough, witty but safe. It is the story you know people want to hear even if it is not yours to tell. It is a story of our past achievements, our future aspirations, our talents and outward appearances. It is a story meant for the file.

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Mental health matters

There will always be people telling you they know better. There will always be people finding shame in your struggles and achievements. There will also always be you who matters most. There will always be voices of self doubt. There will always be cheers for self love. On good and bad days, there will always be love for you, from your family, friends and strangers alike.

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Acceptance

We’re faced with grief in the form of the death of a loved one, a bad break-up, the loss of a job, a tanked idea, abuse in any form, or a fatal diagnosis. These circumstances mostly come unannounced, leaving you with tear-stained faces and empty pillow talk. You’re told to live well, and just when you do, it’s all taken away from you.

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Good or bad, time will tell

We are not running out of time. Our journeys will pan out as they must eventually anyway. So it is okay not knowing every once in a while. It’s okay to keep putting your building blocks together, bit by bit. It’s okay to feel confused. It’s okay to feel frustrated. It’s okay to feel everything all at once.

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26

Turning 25 seemed monumental and I suppose it was! I finished a Master’s degree, I found my best friend, I discovered my inner goof, I started putting a home together, I became a puppy-mummy. In so many ways, I truly crossed the threshold of adulthood while meandering through 25. As I turn another year older, there is so much to reflect on, so much to learn from, so much to share, so much to teach—all these lessons and thoughts root themselves in my mind, reminding me of all that I should be thankful for. But everything in between that milestone and the rest of my life seems rather indefinite. I mean, what’s 26 supposed to feel like?

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When your person feels like home

Home to me has always been where I grew up, an address I remember almost instantaneously. And in the last few years, it’s mostly been a memory decked with stills of my childhood and young adult life. But the more I think about it, considering, the attachment isn’t with the house itslef but with those that make it home – family, friends, pets, moments. Home has always been these peoeple that ease every question and worry by really being around you with no barriers and restrictions.

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Bye, bye 2018.

They say the way you spend New Year’s Eve marks how you spend the rest of the year. I looked over the water, drank some champagne, laughed with people I love and then laughed some more, FaceTimed with my better halves around the world, watched the fireworks and held onto my love with gratitude. If this…

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