I’m having a major self-realization moment right now. It’s like I can feel my life shifting around, if that makes sense. Yes, it’s because I’m getting older and hopefully wiser. All I want, more than anything, is to live a kinder, balanced, and happier life. It sounds a lot easier than it has been. For the past few months I have been struggling with my inner self. It has nothing to do with welcoming in the new year either. In 2015, I made some changes here and what kind of content I would be sharing with all of you. You may have…
When I look back on this past year, I can’t help but really reflect on my personal growth. Where have I been as a person? What have I learned? How will I use that to better my life? Turns out, 2015 has been a year unlike any other. I’ve learned a few things and started a journey or two. And like the blogger I am, I decided to share with you on this blog—through a few personal posts. I went through my blog archives and pulled out seven posts that stood out to me. I can remember what was going on…
That moment you’re on a roller coaster and you’re about to hit a frightening loop. That ache in the pit of your stomach is back – but this time it rushes up through your heart. It feels like it grasps at your throat. Causing you to cry out in pain with a voice you’ve never heard before. Tears explode through you. You hyperventilate.
And in that moment…you just feel helpless.
No, this is not a deja vu. Yes, I’ve written a few times about finding and expressing your personal style. I’ve shared my own tips and even some from my blogger amigas. And no matter what, I always stress the point of wearing what you want and what you love. But, you should also know that how you dress and what you wear does not define who you are as a person. No matter how many times someone feels the need to remind you.
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I talk to my mom on the phone almost every day. I can honestly say, each conversation takes on a life of it’s own. We don’t always agree on things and we will sometimes butt heads. I love her beyond words, but man we are so much alike it’s scary. It seems like every time I open my mouth, I say something and I sound just like her. In fact, I think I might actually be turning into her.