A funny little thing..


Sometimes it takes a really long time to figure out exactly where all the pieces fit together. I don’t have all the answers and clearly I have made many mistakes. I am not done living and I am not ready to give up trying to figure out my puzzle either. To remember this moment, exactly how it feels and tastes I must live. I need to step off the edge of the cliff and let my fears go. No plans, no back ups, no games or reasons why. Life is such a funny short little window of time and I can’t just sit on the side lines to watch it pass by.

The Journey.

“Nothing that is worth the wait has ever been easy.” – or something like that, right? I’ve always struggled with finding my path and knowing what I wanted to do separate from my mothers dreams for me, my peers hopes and my siblings aspirations.

Those moments when you realize why you haven’t been happy, I feel like those are the moments to documents so I remember not to travel down that path again. I got lost in the a dream that was once mine but no longer is. Along with not knowing where I wanted to end up, it became a tangled spider web of emotion; some ugly, some blue, mostly cloudy.

I am embracing this feeling. It is okay and it will be okay. I am only temporarily lost on my journey to what I want to be. It is worth the wait to take my take my time and figure things out piece by piece.


Let It Be.



It’s just one of those days when you sit down and realize just how much work and dedication you have put into one project and you feel like you have nothing left to give. In the first stage of the five stages of grief they say that you experience denial and isolation. 


“1. Denial and Isolation –  It is a normal reaction to rationalize overwhelming emotions. It is a defense mechanism that buffers the immediate shock. We block out the words and hide from the facts. This is a temporary response that carries us through the first wave of pain.” (http://psychcentral.com/lib/the-5-stages-of-loss-and-grief/000617


I think I am dwelling here and in acceptance. I have begun to accept that I do not know what my plan is, nor do I have a back up plan or a back up plan for my back plan any longer. I have absolutely no idea what direction my life is headed in. When I put my head down at night and when I wake up in the morning, my goal has simply become to be happy. What that looks like I am not exactly sure, but I know that it has many forms. I know that my heart still wants to plan events and put on shows. I don’t know where or when I will know what I am going to do. But I am no longer worried about finding out. I am simply going to be and when it happens, it does.