May was for Planning

I spent most of my month sending emails, conference calls, webinars, adding important dates to my calendar, completing papers, and mapping out my finances before the new school year approaches. I attended a beautiful wedding and partied memorial day weekend away with my 3 month old niece.
Within this time, I’m hoping that all of the above would distract me from the big leap I took at the end of April, but not so much. Why? Because love just doesn’t disappear, moments need time to become memories, and the heart wants what it wants even when it needs to heal. On the long bumpy journey that I spent with the man I once thought I would marry, I’ve learned that you create your own happiness, love is a choice, we failed at learning how to fight well because I wish we knew how to mutually deal with conflict amongst each other, emotions are dangerous, feelings are temporary, visons are powerful, hope will always be at my core, acceptance is key, growth is necessary, honesty is vital, forgiveness is a process, and peace is free.

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So Let’s Talk

I had the best Saturday in a few weeks. We all need a little love sometimes and the energy of the day was well received. The day was full of laughter, old stories, and letting out the deep thoughts. From family, life, love, and all the in-betweens. Genuine friendships are good for that.
Originally, the plan was to stop by the jeweler, pick up some dinner, then buy some flowers, and head back home.

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Becoming a Minimalist

This is a mix of my apartment tour and my path to minimalism story.

If you’re a reader, you’ll know that over the last two years, I had moved from the place that I grew up aka my parents house to my own place I now call home. First, I moved into a two-bedroom apartment that I shared with my cousin. Very large bedroom, big closet, with lots of windows, but living with that man was close to HELL. I never cohabitated except for the time my ex-boyfriend allowed me to crash with him for a couple of days out the week for a few months (that was long) but even that was different although I love me some him. In these experiences, I knew I needed my own space. With an abrupt move out of my cousin’s house to being temporarily back at home, shit got real.

 

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