Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Hamburg Happenings. // Winter 2015

Winter in northern Europe is no joke.

While the sun manages to rise by 9:00am, it packs up and heads home for the day around 4:00pm. That lazy sun. But the clouds, the clouds seem to work overtime, so should the sun even make an appearance, the clouds make sure to block out an ray to possibly come our way. It's hard. So when I get out of work around 6:00pm, I typically find myself in a pattern of going home, cooking, showering, TV. No more, no less. I create a rut, and I find comfort in building a home there...

But... BUT (!) now the sun is staying out longer, and the clouds are taking some time off, (and this metaphor is ridiculous, I know), and this changes everything.

So farewell, Hamburg winter... and hello, Mr. Sun. I've missed you. I really have.

And I've missed this blog.

Blogs are tricky in that unless it's your bread and butter, it's hard to stay motivated to write after you write all day to earn aforementioned bread and butter. Now that the sun stays out longer, and there's a bit of light still when I get home, I feel like I have been gifted a few hours of the day, making me so much happier and optimistic. I suddenly want to jump back in to all of my beloved hobbies.

There for a while, I never knew if my desire to write for fun would return.

But it has, and for that, I am oh, so thankful.
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Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Quotes for this particular season of my life. || March 2015.

“I have this bad habit of forgiving those who arent even sorry.”
An amazing thing happens when you stop seeking approval and validation: You find it. People are naturally drawn like magnets to those who know who they are and cannot be shaken.
— Mindy Hale, The Single Woman
I’m not the same everyday. There are times where I’m loud and chatty, and there are times when I’mr really quiet. I don’t think I can define myself.
— Jongup
“It took me years to comprehend, but now I think I finally understand. The silence, the distance, it wasn’t just some small definition of possibility. It was the epitome of impossibility. It was impossible. This, us. The ignoring, the glaring, the down right shutting out. It all mattered to me, but none of it mattered to you. That’s just the truth of it all. The truth I’ve been refusing to understand but now do. You’ve never had any interest in me and never will.”
— t.b.h.
If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him.
— Paulo Coehlo
This you know is a time for taking in—taking in friendship, conversation, gaiety, wisdom, knowledge, beauty, holiness- and later, well, there’ll be a time of giving out.
— Lew & Mary Ann, A Severe Mercy by Sheldon Vanauken
You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges you lose your edge. 

Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone — profusely. But don't apologise for being who you are.
— Danielle Laporte
The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.
— Warsan Shire
Of one thing I am perfectly sure: God’s story never ends with ‘ashes.’
— Elisabeth Elliot

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Monday, February 2, 2015

{Quote of the Week.}

If you can love the wrong one so much, just imagine how much you can love the right one. - comment from Humans of New York Facebook page

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Friday, January 2, 2015

Two-Thousand + Fifteen.

[insert obligatory, cliche New Year, New You spiel...]

Had you asked 10-year-old me, or heck, 20-year-old me what I thought my 2015 would look like I wouldn't have said anything slightly resembling this. 

Thank God.

My past selves would not have given me enough credit to pull off the adventure I'm currently in the throws of. Most days I can't believe it myself. 

Thank God.

I'm satisfied in the most unfamiliar of ways. Some people would pity my lack of romance (well, lack of "locked down romance") etc. etc. And I'm finally starting to realize having someone isn't when you can be deemed "officially happy." 

In fact, on Wednesday night, standing on the Hamburg Pier with new friends, a glass full of champagne, and smeared lipstick from smooching a stranger at midnight, I realized that I'm pretty stinkin' happy. 

The kind of happy you feel in your gut. And your heart. 

For that kind of happy, I thank God. 

Here's to 2015, may it be filled with many more days of friends, confidence, and of course, smeared lipstick from midnight kisses.

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Sunday, December 21, 2014

A Christmas Blur.

My neighborhood. Pinch me.

I've been so busy the past few months I haven't really had time to think about the holidays. This is a good thing for a few reasons, one very big one being the fact I'm not heading back home for Christmas... when you're in the throws of setting up home a million miles away, things can get expensive, quick. (I'm looking at you apartment deposits!) So my parents and I discussed it and though the offered many times to foot the bill for a flight home, I couldn't justify them spending that kind of money for such a thing. It is, after all, one of the pitfalls of moving abroad, and I knew this before. But knowing their offer alone means the world.

Speaking of, so many of my wonderful friends all over Europe have invited me to their homes, and every offer has brought legit tears to my eyes. But I have decided this year will be one where I really learn to be comfortable on my own. I like to think of it as my own Pacific Crest Trail. ;)

So I'll spend the next few days cooking, eating, sleeping, reading, and catching up with my one true love, Netflix.

Plus, of course, finally catching up on some posts for this space! Hooray!

And, someday, when I'm up to my eyeballs in wrapping presents and baking and keeping track of my babes, I'll look back on this time and smile. Because this is only a chapter of a much bigger story. 

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