Thoughts

“I’m not ready.”

Yet I never will be.

“It’s not fair.”

Then again it never is.

“I’ll never adjust.”

Suddenly, one day you do.

“I never asked for this.”

No one ever does, but you deal.

“I’ll never forget.”

And I don’t, though I do forgive.

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Looks like poetry is making a comeback from me.

❤ Stay classy and sassy

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Lost in Thought

Sharing some thoughts from last night

Last night as I had YouTube aimlessly playing music in the background of me getting some stuff done around my room, it was randomly playing song after song. I soon found myself “rabbit holing” to some real throwbacks of my teenage years. I stopped to listen and really hear the lyrics to some of my favorite tunes from my past. The lyrics caught me by surprise to some of the songs. My younger self hadn’t truly listened or understood much of what the artist was singing about.

Now I do. And oh how I can relate now. These songs and subject matter really struck a chord with me and immediately got me thinking about myself, my life and my choices so far.

At first I was thinking about all the mistakes I’ve made. But I stopped myself. That word, mistakes. I don’t feel like it should be a word, at least not one to be used to describe past choices in one’s life. Every choice or action I made and make serves a purpose. I might not like the outcome of that choice or action I make but if I didn’t make that choice or do that action I wouldn’t be right where I am today.

And I like where I am today. Honestly it takes a lot of strength, understanding and patience to say that.

Let me put it into a bit of perspective for you. I am 24 years old and I live at home with my family again after previously living on my own. I’m also divorced. My marriage lasted less than a year and I was left with a lot of feelings and emotions after my marriage ended. Now I won’t get into all of that, but last night I was thinking about my marriage and divorce, I was thinking about how it was a big mistake.

In reality that couldn’t be further from the truth. It was meant to happen to teach me so much about myself, about others, about love and about relationships.

Plus if I hadn’t chosen to do it, I wouldn’t have Mathew or my career or some of the best friends I am blessed to have now. I also doubt I would have my blog or my Etsy shop if I hadn’t had my marriage and divorce. I just know that I definitely wouldn’t have the appreciation for everything that I do now.

This is all a good and helpful reminder that everything really does happen for a reason. I am understanding and accepting of my choices. I am happy I went through my marriage and my divorces. As weird as that sounds.

I just need to remind myself of this from time to time.

So remember, no mistakes, only purpose.

This isn’t to say we can’t change choices or mend broken things. We can. We will.

Stay classy and sassy<3

 

The Dreaded Day…

Musings about Mondays!

Hello and welcome back!

It’s the start of another week. The dreaded Monday…

Do you guys all dread Mondays? I actually don’t mind them anymore since switching jobs. It’s Sundays that I hate the most. Just because it means the end of the weekend, Mathew goes to work, one of us leaves (depending on who visited who) so I just don’t like them. Nope. Mondays I like though. Call me crazy if you must.

But hey. We all made it through. It’s Monday evening! Ha! Take that Monday!

You ever just think about your dreaded day of the week like some mid-level (or high-level, depending on your impending dread for it) boss? And you are the hero using everything you have in your arsenal to drain the boss and take it down. Like depending on your line of work, those are your weapons. So for me, I work in an office. On the computer all day. My computer skills are like my magic. Correct key strokes are charging up my spell making it stronger and stronger. And once I finish an item? That’s when I deliver my blow. Always causing way less damage than I thought I would. But it never stops me. I keep it up! But doing things like walking away from my desk on non-break times and texting are like the boss’ attacks back. Sometimes my defenses are strong and other times they’re weak. Working with my coworkers to find a solution to a problem (whether mine or someone else’s) is like a co-op moment where I called for help and help came, but only for a brief moment. So I work my way through my day delivering blow after blow slowly chipping away at the boss’ HP hoping I bring it to zero by my work day’s end.

Now that I say this anyone else ever think about your day this way? No? Yeah, me either…

Stay classy and sassy ❤