I miss you.

I think sometimes, as humans, we just need to be told we’re missed by another person.

The “I miss you” words, don’t necessarily have to be said with intent, but they just need to be heard.

These words could come from an ex, a faraway friend, a long lost family member or anything in between, but these words are proof that you did make a difference in another person’s life. That your presence left an impression, one that they miss from time to time, or maybe a lot.

An “I miss you” could give you the comfort that another person thinks about you, maybe as much as you think of them.

It shows that you crossed their mind, that something in their day to day life, reminded them of you.

It proves that despite how things were left off with this person, they still have a positive memory of you, enough to miss you, to miss your presence, your smile, your laugh or simply your being.

Always remember that, even on your lonely days. Someone misses you. Someone out there is thinking about you. And someone enjoys you just the way you are.

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When it Rains, it Pours.


The title of this blog could literally not suit my current situation any better. I honestly don’t know if I broke like a couple mirrors and am currently living out my 8 years of bad luck, or what the deal is..

For those of you who don’t know, I have seizures. We can’t seem to figure out the reason why I get them.  There’s no history in my family and nothing abnormal comes back on my scans and tests I get done. That alone if beyond frustrating. Every time I get a seizure, I lose my license my 6 months. Again, beyond frustrating. And to put the cherry, on this already not so pleasant sundae, I have to go on seizure medication which has the most outrageous side effects, including memory loss, speech problems, appetite and personality change and the most ridiculous and vivid dreams.

Though all those things are frustrating and just altogether suck, I constantly remind myself that it could be worse and there are people out there that have it worse than me.

A few nights ago I got in a car accident. It was pretty bad, bad enough that my car is totalled, but luckily I walked away with just burns and bruises. Again after this situation, after I asked myself repeatedly: “Why me?”, I again reminded myself that things could be worse. I could have been more injured, etc etc..

In life, we are given so many trials. We are pushed and pulled and put in situations where we are given the choice to feel bad for ourselves, or make the best out of our situations.

Though I would like to hide away in my bed, and sit in a familiar medicated daze, I am choosing happiness this time. I am choosing to look on the bright side and to surround myself with people who will tell me they miss my smile when it’s not on my face.

I have a phrase that I like to say when I get frustrated and feel hurt: “It’s fine”. And in the moments I usually say this phrase, it isn’t fine, I’m not going to lie. But by saying this phrase, I’m reminding myself that it will be fine again, and by saying this, I am reassuring myself that the hurt I am feeling in that moment will subside, it will go away.

There are no rainbows without rain and by the way, who doesn’t like a good dance in the rain anyway.

A.

Meeting of the Souls

I use to believe in soulmates. That there was one person for everyone in the world, and when you met this person you would just know. You would have one of those movie moments, where the world stops moving, your heart stops beating and you momentarily forget how to breathe. It’s funny because I can pick out these moments for certain people from my past. The moment where we each met and had a movie like “meet-cute” (if you know the movie I’m quoting, we can definitely be best friends haha).
I no longer believe that everyone has just one soulmate in the world. I think we all have multiple ones and surrounding factors, efforts and timing all determine whether or not certain soulmates end up being the one.
Love isn’t easy and it isn’t all about fairy tale endings. In love you have to work your butt off to make it work. You have to love yourself first, but also be willing to make many sacrifices. Love is about giving and taking, and fighting to keep a balance between the two.

I love being in love, I love falling in love, but let me tell you, there is no worse feeling than the feeling of giving too much of yourself and not getting enough in return.

After this past year, I have learned so much about what I want in life, for myself and within my future soulmate. I want someone who constantly challenges me to be the best version of myself, I want someone who will point out my wrongs, but also someone who will help me turn them into rights. I know God has someone for me, and I am constantly reminding myself that He will show him to me at the right time.

I pray that you all find the kind of love you deserve and settle for nothing less than that. 🙂