Sunday, September 28, 2014

Seasons Change ... Stay Strong and Love more

Over the past several months... winds of change have been blowing through my life; and although I know that these changes are ultimately good ones, it is always uncomfortable in the beginning when uncertainty sets in. When something you have cared for and put your time into ends... it's always a sad day. However because I have grown accustomed to change I know the stages that I will go through very well. You always feel like you have lost your ground until you figure out exactly how to transition; there is no way around that part.

I am a very deep and emotional person...deep meaning when I look at a situation I tend to see way more than what's on the surface and will dig deeper to find more; emotional meaning that I am in tune with my own feelings and the feelings of others in a much stronger way than what the average person feels. I suppose I can credit this to a compassionate, caring and loving heart and although it opens me up for more hurt, I would not have it any other way because it makes me me. When I was a little girl, I cared more and gave more to others than anyone I knew ... I am wired that way I suppose. I have even had people from my past reconnect with me reminding me and share with me how I touched their lives by being that way... one girl from my childhood reconnected with me after 30 years to say thank you for being one of the only people that was nice to her for who she was and not because of her popular brother. It was a true example of what one small gesture can do for someone. 

As I went through changes in life and as things and situations began to happen that hurt me, as people were cruel and relationships ended in betrayal, my heart slowly changed and walls began to form. As many people do, I wanted to protect myself, I wanted to stop the feelings of hurt, pain and sadness. Coldness began to set it and I stopped caring because I never felt cared for... I became resentful and stopped trusting because people had failed me, betrayed me and broken my trust when I thought they truly cared. As the stories unfolded I allowed bitterness, anger and resentment to swallow me up and stayed there for a long time.

Years continued to pass and I slowly began to open up because I wanted to feel again, so I made it a mission to find my old heart. I was not happy with who I had become, I felt very empty inside and not caring about anyone or anything proved to be very destructive and it simply was not who I was, but merely who I had become due to circumstances. Of course, I was hurt again but as history began to repeat itself I held strong and decided that I would not allow these things to make me cold and bitter again. I was open again but not fully, I was softened but not melted and the thought of  being completely vulnerable still scared me to death. However I kept my heart and my mind open and was lucky to have some pretty amazing people enter my life as a result; some who are still there. Then, without any warning at all a person came into my life that made me feel more vulnerable than ever... and although it terrified me it also made me feel free... so I allowed it to develop. For the past 4 years I have had many happy times, some sad times and some utterly confusing times; in the end, it did not last forever...  I had to let it go for my well being.

As I dive into a new chapter in life, I remain strong... I can't say I have not cried but that is never a sign of weakness, it is a sign of feeling, emotion and care for something. So many amazing things are happening in my life that I can be thankful for and this change will be good, it will be fresh and new and because I know me... I know that everything will be okay. I believe that every single person crosses your path to serve a purpose and once that purpose is fulfilled God may simply change your direction so He can deliver what is meant for your life. I will choose to follow Him and know because of that in the end my life will be fulfilled in EVERY single way. 

My message to you today is this... if you are going through changes in life that have you feeling down, if you are uncertain of the "why" of it all... just trust and know that seasons change and with every season new beauty surrounds us, freshness fills the air, flowers bloom, leaves change and blankets of snow fall. Open yourself up to soak in that beauty, don't allow confusion and uncertainty swallow you up... just go with it and trust that everything will be okay. Stay strong, and love more. 


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Monday, September 22, 2014

Why is Love so Hard?

I am a far cry from being a relationship expert... at least in the sense of man and woman relations. In fact,  it seems that no matter how hard I try,  history has proven that in my own life it rarely works long term. I come from two failed marriages and have consistently struggled in the relationship department over the years. However, give me a friendship or business relationship and I could write a book on how to build a long, loyal, strong, meaningful one. So, I asked myself today as I have many times...why is finding love so hard for me????? Is it me or is it the people I am attracted to and end up with? OR is it that because I constantly work on self improving that I am constantly morphing into a different person? Little did I know this would send my brain into a frenzy of my past, present (and likely my future if I did not figure this out.) Here is what I came up with... for now at least.

We all have an idea of who our perfect person is...  for some people love is purely based upon physical attributes and connections; the trophy wives and the hunky husbands who can rock your world in every physical way. Sometimes it is based solely upon having things in common, which aids in having a better understanding and being able to relate to each other and have fun in more ways than most. Then there are some who merely crave intellect, spirituality, compassion and a strong emotional connection. I realized recently that I have been each of these people in different stages of my life...  but only one at a time.

When I ask myself what stage I am in now... I can no longer pick just one; I feel that I want them all, the least important being the first one mentioned; guess that is called maturity. Being at a point in my life where everything seems to be moving forward, unfortunately my relationship rapidly moved backward; leaving me to wonder if it's me since history keeps repeating itself. As much as I love the idea of being with one amazing person for the rest of my life, I have also been quoted saying "I am not the relationship type" simply because I bore easily... ( I could always blame that on the ADHD.) Sometimes I feel that I may expect too much...  because although I KNOW things can never be perfect, I want it to be be perfect in my mind or simply perfect enough. (guess that is the OCPD)

Love in an intimate relationship is hard, much harder to me than building a business relationship or friendship; but I also know that the things that are more difficult to obtain in life are always more of a reward in the end.  I certainly hope that one day I can experience the rewards of true love, but until then I won't give up and do my best to keep my mind open to it despite what has happened in past relationships. True love is not perfect as some may think, true love is not free of brokenness, sadness, hurt or pain. True love is not what many people think it is.... if it was, divorces would be rare.

True love is unconditional; solid without question. It is present at the end of every disagreement, it is something that never fades in time but instead grows with age, and it is something that prevails with every hurdle. Feel fortunate if you have found it... never take advantage of it and always embrace it.

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Saturday, September 6, 2014

The Pain and Hurt Within

"How weird is that", I thought, as I opened up my blog page tonight to write a tribute to Joan Rivers, not realizing that the last blog post I wrote was the day the news released that Robin Williams had committed suicide. Two people from similar worlds... caught up in making us laugh hysterically as they suffered deep down inside cracking jokes to hide the pain.

Although Joan died of medical complications, and lived out 81 years of life... like Williams, she had deep rooted emotional pain and feelings that prove that no human is immune. When I first heard the news of her death I was really sad that the world lost another legend of laughter... despite her crude and uncensored comic relief, she was no doubt one of the REAL people of the world who just said what she thought  (and what everyone else thought but wouldn't say) even when she was cracking on her own insecurities.

The first time I heard Joan talk about her "small breasts" in a stand up act I related and knew that she was cracking jokes on herself because of an insecurity that she had about her own body. My assumption is that she was likely made fun of  by someone other than herself at some point in her life and this was her coping mechanism. Why do I say that?  Well, in all honesty I failed gym my 9th grade year for not dressing out because of that very same insecurity. I always hated my"athletic thighs" and flat chest, I didn't feel soft and feminine like everyone else and girls used to cackle and poke fun saying I should  have been the president of the " itty bitty titty committee ". When you are surrounded by blossoming young women hoping to blossom and graduate from your "slingshot" bra it's  a lonely place. Chances are if I could have Googled "how to grow breasts" back then, I would have spent countless hours doing so and would have drowned my upper body in every home remedy possible to make them grow just so I could fit in. I even had a short run with Anorexic tendencies to try and lose the muscle I had. Joan suffered from Bulimia because she struggled with weight her whole life...  another common denominator. Why do we do this to ourselves? Or should the question be why do so many of us focus our eyes on the outside so much more than the substance within that truly counts? It happens with both men and women;  nice guys finish last right?

Betrayal, hurt, pain and insecurity can devastate a person internally and it is obvious that comedy can be a coping mechanism. As I attempted to go to bed late Thursday night when I was exhausted and could not shut my brain off, I decided to watch a few comedy acts of Joan's and I saw right through her smile. As I giggled in memory of her, I Googled for more stopping at a controversial video... an interview with a reporter where Joan furiously walked off the set. I applauded her for it... this moron of a reporter brought Joan on to passive aggressively attack her integrity to humiliate her on air. My blood boiled as I watched it and my heart sank with sadness knowing the anger that Joan displayed  as she walked off set was actually  a display of hurt feelings and betrayal; I knew that feeling all too well. Searching once again I came across another interview I had never seem of Joan with a psychologist and was drawn in instantly by the title. At 1:00 in the morning, I sat engrossed for the next hour as Joan told her story and realized some things about myself as she shared.

In the end, I took more away than what was intended and because of that I will say as I always do.... don't be afraid to tell your stories, they may inspire or help someone else. Above all, work on overcoming your insecurities.

I am happy to say I am no longer insecure about my body... I love what God gave me and wear every inch with pride. I never gave in and got that boob job I always contemplated because I allowed myself to fall in love with who I was. I am so happy that I take the time to read books on how to repair what I know is broken within me and that I always found an outlet writing my inner feelings onto paper just to relieve the pain inside... I guess writing is my "comic relief". Tonight I will take what I discovered about myself through watching that hour long interview and sprint towards the solution to something I have never been able to get beyond or understand for I now have clarity and know where it came from. Thank you Joan Rivers for speaking to my heart on the day you left us behind.  May you forever rest in peace and perhaps fall in love with who you are in the after life as we did with you when you were here.





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