January 2012
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Anger
Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.
I’ve been thinking a lot about this quote lately through my recent breakup. When you go through a breakup there are inevitably going to be a lot of emotions swirling around (whether you are the dumper or the dumpee). Anger is more than likely going to be one of them. If your relationship ever meant...
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1. Smile at perfect strangers.
Don’t wait for people to smile. Show them how.
Let your guard down. Talk to someone you don’t know straight from your heart. Compliment them. Don’t anticipate awkwardness. Just be you in that beautiful way only you know and give them the chance to smile and connect with you.
The more you smile at others, the more others will smile at you. And life’s a...
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One Day at a Time
If you look up the word “time” in the dictionary, you’re likely to find something along these lines.
Noun:
The indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole.
Time is such a precarious thing because as much as we want to either speed it up or slow it down, we can’t. (If you find a way how, please let me know!)...
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New Year, New Beginnings.
It’s crazy to me to think about how many ups and downs I have had over the last 6 months. Hell, the last two weeks have been an emotional rollercoaster enough! One minute I’m laughing myself to tears, and the next I’m holding back the real ones. Life does have a funny way of teaching you things, that’s for sure.
It seems like a lot of people in my life are going through a...
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If it doesn’t feel right, then it probably isn’t. If it feels right,...
– Me
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If things around you don’t change, change the things you’re around.
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New Perspectives
While sitting here on this lovely Monday, reflecting on the events of the last few months, this song by Doris Day just popped into my head:
When I was just a little girl I asked my mother, what will I be Will I be pretty, will I be rich Here’s what she said to me. Que Sera, Sera, Whatever will be, will be The future’s not ours, to see Que Sera, Sera What will be, will be. When I was...