tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281175521223907352024-02-22T06:27:14.189-05:00Lindsay NicoleLindsay Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11870613840741935207noreply@blogger.comBlogger198125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128117552122390735.post-62021752395792026372015-04-09T16:18:00.001-04:002015-04-09T16:18:37.347-04:00Anyone Even Out There???So... Blogging has been on my mind for quite some time now. I go back to this trusty old blog today and realize.. I haven't blogged in over 2 YEARS!?? What is up with that... Blogger fail. But really... Are any of my old friends even on here anymore? I hope so!<br />
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I have been debating between (1) Starting a whole, brand new blog or.... (2) Picking up this trusty old blog and giving it a face lift. I have a brand new life with new perspectives than my single self and I am excited to write about and meet new people over here. I am married, just bought a first home, in a new job, and a have a whole new sense of self. <br />
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-Lindsay NicoleLindsay Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11870613840741935207noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128117552122390735.post-25575831440333053462013-01-09T12:55:00.002-05:002013-01-09T12:56:11.610-05:00Blogging FrustrationsHappy Wednesday everyone! So today I felt the need to get real and vent for a minute. Today I just feel inadequate; as an inadequate blogger. When I first started this blog, I had such high hopes of what it would become. However, I found that lately, I have been too concerned with the numbers game of followers, the quality of images, the "Read Worthy" content, and just being that cute, blonde who has the blog everyone will swoon over.<br />
The fact of the matter is though, who cares and "Aint no one got time for that"- well atleast me. Between my job that consumes way over 40 hours a week, wedding planning in crunched time, ridiculously slow and old/aging computer, attempting to workout and cook which always turns into takeout and walking up the stairs to my place, blogging just doesnt fit in. I don't know how some of you do it, but I am trying to get better. I have been saying for the past 6 months that I am going to post more, that I will post more once I have my new computer, and that once things slow down I'll be back to my regular schedule. <br />
I am not going to make a New Years goal, but just a personal one. So here's to you, for those who still follow and have gotten this far. I do this now for me, and for you. Any others that come along the way will be added to the nest. <br />
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Lindsay Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11870613840741935207noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128117552122390735.post-30105134201630232632012-12-18T14:36:00.002-05:002012-12-18T14:37:44.469-05:00My Mostly unobtainable Christmas Wish ListHello All! Is everyone getting your letters to Santa ready? What is on your Christmas wish list this year? I feel lame in that most of my items are absolutely way too expensive to obtainable but a girl can dream right? So let's see below shall we?<br />
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So all, Happy Holidays from my family to yours. We hope that your season is as Merry and Bright as you and that you all have a wonderful holiday. <br />
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I'm Engaged! You are looking at the Future MRS. MANLY! With the name to instill fear in all future children's friends and boyfriends. I am so so so happy and have been so busy wrapping my head around everything.<br />
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So how he proposed?<br />
Cody asked me to take a half day off of work on November 1st, 2012. I honestly didnt think anything of it and thought he just wanted to take me to brunch or something random. But then I had to wake up at the break of dawn and was told to wear my warmest clothes... Okay? After an hour drive at 6 am, we are in the middle of an almost empty parking lot. And then I see it... The hot air balloon truck pull up... Mr. Manly was taking me on a surprise hot air balloon ride to watch the sunrise of Georgia. I was ecstatic... and then... we hear... "I am sorry.. but because of hurricane Sandy... it is too dangerous to go in these conditions"... Naturally bummed, I was completely fine with just the thought of it. But then Mr. Manly starts stressing out! We were in the car driving off and I had no idea why he was panicking. He tells me that he still wants to watch the sunrise and then it was like a cartoon lightbulb hit him.<br />
His parents house was not far off, and they have a beautiful home with a private two story dock on the lake. On the dock, we watched the sunrise while being completely comfortable and happy in the other's company. I begin taking pictures of the sunrise on the lake when I hear Mr. Manly say my name. I turn around and there he is, on one knee, with a beautiful and stunning ring in his hand. I was completely shocked and had absolutely NO idea. Of course I said yes, and it has been the single, best decision of my life. I can not wait to be this man's wife. He makes me feel like the luckiest woman in the world and I am so in love with him :)<br />
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So here's the situation... Have you ever had the experience where you are just having the absolute BEST day and then some jerk just does one thing to set it all off? No? Then I salute you for being perfect. But if you just thought "Yeah, and it totally sucked" well then let me just say that you are not alone my friend. <br />
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Situation 1: Yesterday I was having a blissfully, awesome day 'til I realized that I had left my gate key and had to buzz myself in. Three cars behind and waiting ten minutes, I decided to do an attention honk to let the guy in front of me know that he could follow me in since his gate person clearly wasn't answering. Mid-sentence of saying "I can let you in" I get a **8&* (*78&* **B * (Just use your imagination) *you! You *&%^& I repeated... "um...I was just trying to let you know that I can buzz you in if you follow me through the gate..." Awkward silence. Minutes later while throwing my groceries in a 10 yr old hissy fit manner... I just couldn't shake how MAD that guy made me... Are people really just that rude now? that they just tear into someone with explicates? Have I ever just ruined someone's day like that? <br />
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The Remedy? Side note remedy- I was rushing at target to try and print off a last minute picture as a gift. I was stressed, mad, and just honestly pissed that the machine wasn't working. Clearly about to miss my time window, I storm off to pay for the rest of my stuff. You know what the cashier said to me? "I am very sorry that it didn't work out, but sometimes these things just happen and are out of our control... But please don't let it ruin your whole day".This just stopped me in my tracks... at the end of the day, some things are just out of our control... and we cant let it ruin our whole day, or our whole outlook. <br />
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So to that, I say... Thank you Target cashier guy... for teaching me a very valuable lesson....Lindsay Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11870613840741935207noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128117552122390735.post-29221665825975246422012-10-22T11:11:00.000-04:002012-10-22T11:11:29.847-04:00Miss Adventure 2012Happy Monday Loves! I hope you all had a fantastic weekend, I can't wait to read about it on your blogs. This weekend, history was made. It was the First Annual Miss Adventure Trip among a group of close friends. And the worst part about this news? I was too busy relaxing and having fun to take too many photos. <br />
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Thank You to all the wonderful comments on <a href="http://www.lindsaynicoleblog.com/2012/10/how-i-came-to-fall-in-love-again-part1.html">yesterday's post</a>. It overjoys me that I have the most awesome readers. So I last left off on where I started feeling there was something more there between Cody and I after a VERY long and slow start. What began as growing feelings soon evolved into the most beautiful intimacy. I believe that many of us shy away from the word intimacy because most people refer to is as just physical intimacy and sex. But it is so so so much more than that. Today I am referring <strong><u>only </u></strong>to the emotional intimacy that began to take place.<br />
For so long, I had a wall up. I was afraid to show who I really was, I was afraid to tell him and let him see the worst and darkest parts about myself. To let him know things that I swore to myself I would never tell anyone. I began to show him who I really was, bring up those topics about myself and things I was ashamed of, and to show and tell him of all my faults and shortcomings that I was aware of. When you begin to give yourself to someone, you cant just give them the good parts. You have to give them the good and the bad. I love Cody because of all his wonderful strengths AND his weaknesses as a person. Now please don't confuse this with me thinking of him as weak in any nature, areas where I am weak, he is strong, and visa versa.<br />
When we begin to fully live, think, and speak freely with another individual while they do the same - the most wonderful things can happen. And when the combined of those two connect, something beautiful and rare is sparked. I began to feel the like the only thing I wanted to do was to make him happy. I wanted to give him the world and began to literally freak out and worry about him all the time. What was happening to me? Then I knew.. that just the thought of a life without him was unbearable to think of. I was happy before him, but he made my life so much happier. I had loved before him, but he showed me how to love on incredibly more levels than I ever thought possible... and before I knew it, I was in love. Completely, hopelessly, and crazy in love with him. <br />
I knew - and know - that this is the man I want to start a life with. He is the one I want to come home to every day, he is the one I want to be a wife to. I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that he will be the most incredible father. And I can not wait to spend the rest of my life with this man.<br />
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So how did I fully fall in love... again? I began to love myself and make myself happy, I built a solid foundation of friendship that had all the things that were most important to me - Respect, communication, laughter, service, and understanding. I allowed myself time to heal and time to freely let feelings come, and not force anything. I let him into my heart, and see the best and worst parts of me. I let him open up freely - and embraced the best and worst sides of him. I acknowledge that there is truly nothing I would want to change about who he is (Aside from always leaving every drawer open and the toilet seat up) - and with that, love just came. So easily. This how I came to fall in love again. And it is has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. Lindsay Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11870613840741935207noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128117552122390735.post-78397581806804546072012-10-17T15:58:00.000-04:002012-10-17T15:58:17.038-04:00How I Came to Fall In Love... Again (part1)<a href="http://s1085.beta.photobucket.com/user/linzborg/library/Jan%202012" target="_blank"><img alt="559496_4692066537608_1391715204_n_zpsbcd66290" border="0" src="http://i1085.photobucket.com/albums/j426/linzborg/Jan%202012/559496_4692066537608_1391715204_n_zps465fb9b2.jpg" /></a><br />
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I want to share a story with you so you can get to know me a little better and get a recap of what I have been going through the past year... <br />
As many of you know, the past couple of years have been up and down in the love department. I came out of a 14 year on-again, off-again friendship/relationship with someone who was my best friend. I really thought that was going to be it, but something just didn't feel right. No matter how much I loved him as a person and wanted to make it work, it just didnt. And something like that shouldn't be so hard, and in the end - we just couldnt be what the other needed. Leaving that relationship was the hardest thing I had to do, but one of the best decisions I came to terms with. For me and him both. <br />
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I truly had anxiety over the countless questions women ask themselves... Will I find someone again that I'm attracted to <u>and</u> makes me happy? Will I have to settle the next go around? Will I have to wait until I am old until the right one comes along?<br />
I would almost have panic attacks wondering what the right thing to do was. But the moment I just let it be, and focused on myself... I was blessed with the best thing to ever happen to me.<br />
While in my "I'm only doing the 'Me' thing" phase... I happened to meet Cody. I honestly thought about standing him up on our first date because I honestly just wasn't looking for anything and really wanted to be alone in my self loathing and self focusing. But the prompting of free pasta won me over. <br />
What I had planned on being a quick 1-hour early-evening date turned into talking and laughing until the restaurant closed. What the heck? This guy was completely ruining my plan of selfishness. But my heart wasnt ready and he respected that. He waited while we got to know each other better and slowly grew feelings for the other. He showed me how to be a better friend, exemplified patience, and taught me and allowed me to be myself again and to just laugh at life. For the first time in a long time, I could bring up subjects without being embarassed. I could act like I was 12 at wal-mart and then a classy woman at dinner. He allowed me my versatility as a woman and as a person. And he embraced it. <br />
He treated me with the highest regard. Respected me, listened to me, and most of all - made me laugh. Alot. This was when I began to feel that there really could be something more here.<br />
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This is the first part of my love-life recap! Hope you guys come back for tomorrow's part 2!!</div>
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But outside the purview of work and bills, I have had some little enjoyable moments. This weekend, for instance, was quite lovely.... Well outside of getting into a carwreck on Friday that is.... Side note... Got rear-ended on the highway on my way to work by Mrs. Pine-sol who instantly began blaming other drivers and cried to the police officer while clutching her neck... awesome.... but everyone's okay, car is driveable, and neck braces are the total hott accessory item right now for fall.<br />
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Moving on... I did get to spend the weekend with some of the best of friends and Mr. Manly (the boyfriend... and yes... that is his last name) and his amazingly hilarious sister. We went out for a night on the town in downtown Roswell. For any of you who are in GA, downtown Roswell is becoming an AMAZING place to eat and enjoy the night. The weekend was then followed by fall festivals galore and some much needed relaxing. Enjoy the pictures friends!<br />
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Well for starters, Love - as it should be, life, family, friends, California, Bithdays, travel, concerts, bacheloretteness, photography, and much much more. I hope that I can get in all of yall's good graces again and pique your interest with a upcoming "sorry" giveaway. </div>
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Lindsay Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11870613840741935207noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128117552122390735.post-84014460260316120712012-08-21T11:46:00.001-04:002012-08-21T11:46:08.574-04:00Fifty Shades"Oh My Fifty".... Just had to share this as it made me die from laughing out loud. Hope you all can appreciate this<br />
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So please dog owners... tell me why this super well behaved trained dog is doing this to me!Lindsay Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11870613840741935207noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128117552122390735.post-30848068700537371302012-07-11T13:40:00.000-04:002012-07-11T13:40:55.563-04:00Lately...Lately....<br />
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I have been learning what it means to be happy. I have been laughing, smiling, having fun doing everything and absolutely nothing. I have been falling in love. I am learning what it feels like to be treated like a queen, have seen what its like to try and be a better person for someone, and have been playing up the domesticated side a bit. And I have loved every second of it. I have been working hard and playing hard, enjoying life and family. Lately... I have been living life... Lately.. I have been extremely happy.<br />
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How do you say good bye, when you never got the chance? How do you face that glaring truth in your eyes you keep trying to shield... and come to terms with yourself that it is just over, done with, and is the end? When you spent half a lifetime and something great with someone - it is sometimes just too hard to face reality that this part of your life is over and its time to start a new chapter without them in it. It is earth shattering and gut wrenching when you let yourself think about the truth you keep trying to ignore. Even 10 seconds with that truth in your mind is too much to bear. You justify and dismiss. <br />
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But there comes a time when its over and you dont even know how it got to that. You run away from it so quickly because its easier than thinking through and reflecting on. The pain that begins to seep in is just too much for you right now. You keep yourself busy, try as hard as you can to focus on yourself, but you always think... "what if?"... What if I stuck it out longer... Would things have changed? Would they have worked? Would I have changed, would he, or she? The truth, as sad as it is to admit... is that as it may have worked... you would have known deep down that neither of you would have changed to be what the other wanted or needed, no matter how hard you made yourself believe they were what you thought you wanted and needed.<br />
And I mean fully wanted and needed, and not just partially. The real truth is, is that we find something absolutely great and rare with few people in this world. We find something wholely right with even fewer of those, and if so - we are the lucky ones. We hold onto those parts of that person that we so madly love, no matter how destructive the rest of them can be to us. It isnt that the person is destructive as who they are - though, for some they may be and I hurt for you - it is that it is destructive to hold onto someone you love when you know that someone else could give them better and love them better. But it is our pride in the false knowledge that we are the best they will have that hold us and them back from the true happiness that each deserve. And for that, I will forever be sorry and can never make up for. I, as most of us, want to be the best for anyone - for everyone. But another truth, so hard to face, is that you cant and wont be. To the few you are perfect for, that is enough... And to come to the knowledge and at peace with that is one of the hardest things we will ever have to do. <br />
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These are the moments in life when you are gasping for breath while still living. As time passes, you will learn to breathe. you will begin to slowly regenerate the broken off pieces of yourself that once faded into ash. That is one of the beautiful things of this life... Regeneration and growth. It is something immeasurable by science and man and can only be felt on a personal, spiritual level.. even to those who have no faith in a diety or God. <br />
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What I am trying to say, is that that person who was torn and broken down will never be made whole again. You will never be complete after that. You wont be complete as that same person because you evolve as a completely new being. It is not something you miraculously witness in an instant. It is slow and can pass you by. It might sound as a cliche but that is why I love the myth of the phoenix. rebirth from the ashes. That is what mankind is after loss, tragedy, hurt. We have the ability to become phoenixes. Do not stay in the ashes in self pity and sorrow. Be what you were meant to be and become new again, for you will never be whole as you were.<br />
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If we can come to accept this too, that we are always meant to be changing, I believe that we can accomplish the one thing we are deeply afraid of reaching becuase most of us dont beleive it to be true. We can be truely and genuinely happy. We grow, we sustain, we fall apart, but we rebuild and rise again.<br />
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In all, I am trying to say that it has taken me 23 years to even begin to realize this. I am still working on becoming at peace with this. I am also sorry. I loved you so much and loved you with my whole self, but I found that I was still unable to give you everything. And for that I am sorry as I wish I could have. You are truely a remarkable person. You were my best friend. You have so much to offer and I wish I could have been the one to be on the receiving end for an eternity. But I am still facing that I am not her. And to whom you do find, I might secretly be jealous though I will have found the one to share my life with as well. It is human nature and is true what they say... "You will always 'have love' for your first love and never forget them". I couldnt forget if you if I tried. You taught me love and help me perfect it. through trial and error. and in return, I hope I did so as well. <br />
You are beautiful, you are wonderful, And I will always miss you because you were once a part of me and were once what made me whole. I hope and pray that as time passes, you can think back on me and smile after the hurt has faded as much as it ever will and I will try always to do the same.<br />
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So with that, good-bye. This is the only way I know how to say it now, at this moment. I needed to get this off of my heart, get these words off of my tongue and lips. I know I have to always love myself to do the right thing, and with that I will always love what made me "me" and whole at parts of my life. So I will always love you as you made me who I am and I will be forever grateful to you.<br />
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For some reason, I was then mentally brought back to my epic "high school saga" where my first childhood boyfriend had broken up with his girlfriend and rekindled the flame with me. Ah it was bliss.... Until the on and off and on and off again reationship status began. Then ... I found out 3 days before prom that he was taking his ex instead of me and that he had kind of been flying under the radar with the both of us... I knew it was for realz when I had gotten strep throat the same week she did. I was never making out with another guy again! ("Ha! Ya right" my mom would say). I laugh now thinking about how much I hated her when really it was just stupid boy drama with "boys being boys". <br />
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So as I am leaving the doctor's office about to check out.. lo and behold, who do I run into for the first time in years???.... Yes.. said girl... the awkwardness and embarassment set in as I said hi and asked how she was. Next thing I know....<br />
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<strong><span style="color: blue;">Her:</span></strong> ugh.. I'm super late for my doctor apptmnt..<br />
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I schedule and arrive at my appointment for 8 am, fill out my forms, awkwardly undress, try to master the half-paper oragami robe they give me and patiently wait for the doctor to show up while I incessantly check that all my lady parts are covered up.<br />
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<strong><span style="color: blue;">Doc:</span></strong> So you're from Georgia huh? I actually just moved from there.<br />
<strong>Me:</strong> Yup I am... And what a small world, what part did you move from?<br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">Doc:</span></strong> Oh I lived in Lawrenceville... I raised my kids there until all of them were out of the house. My youngest is in college now.<br />
<strong>Me:</strong> Oh nice, ya I love GA, I actually have family in Lawrenceville too.<br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">Doc:</span></strong> Oh yah where abouts? I lived in Dacula...<br />
<strong>Me:</strong> That's where my family is, thats funny... yah my family is the "Jenk..." trailing off because it starts to click.....<br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">Doc:</span></strong> Oh Yah!! I know Rob and Bonnie very well!!<br />
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Then it hits me.... The sudden piece of knowledge of dread as I begin to put my feet into the ice cold stirrups and look to the ceiling for any type of comfort.<br />
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<strong>Me:</strong> .... thinking... "Dr. E..... Mr.E..." wait..... You're not Bennett's dad.... are you?.... (Please no, Please no)<br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">Doc:</span></strong> ... Well yes I am!! Oh... Lindsay!!... How have you been?! How are Rob and Bonnie?<br />
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Yup... I had had a huge crush on his son in middle school, played at his house with his kids, and pretty much knew him since I was a kid.He is close friends with my extended family.<br />
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<strong>Me:</strong> Oh just great!... Clenching my teeth and counting down the seconds for this to be over.Seriously? I thought I did my due diligence in checking. Guess I was wrong. <br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">Doc:</span></strong> Well I'll have to tell everyone I saw you<br />
<strong>Me:</strong> No, that's really okay... <br />
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Finally it was over. I barely remember putting my clothes on. The next thing I know, I left before paying (Got a nice voicemail for that one), was in my car... and driving while saying... "Did that just happen?"<br />
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It was awful. I saw his son around campus on a daily basis after that encounter. Naturally. I didnt know how to even look at him. He probably thinks I'm an emo-recluse now. Well Good bye social life and reputation.<br />
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Just had to share my unfortunate event. And that was last year's tale ... Stay tuned tomorrow for this years!</div>Lindsay Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11870613840741935207noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128117552122390735.post-33496670079188358822012-06-14T15:42:00.000-04:002012-06-14T15:42:50.419-04:00How It Should BeYou should be told that you are beautiful every day.<br />
You should feel respected, be treated with respect, and know that he will never disrespect you.<br />
You should be put first, and your opinion should always matter.<br />
You should make him a better man, and he should want to truly be a better man for you.<br />
You shouldn't have to lie to others to make yourself believe you are happy.<br />
You should always be told the truth, and never be put into a position where you would question that.<br />
You should always be able to be your complete self around him, and never walk on eggshells.<br />
You should know that your goals, dreams, and hobbies are supported by him.<br />
You should always feel like the most beautiful woman in the world to him.<br />
You should never have to put up with name calling, belittling, games, or ever be ignored.<br />
You should want to be with him because of not just how you feel, but he has become your best friend.<br />
You should laugh until you cry, smile until your cheeks and abs hurt, and be able to breathe when youre around him.<br />
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This is how it should be.<br />
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In time, I hope I will be able to share them with you. Put it out into the universe. My life and the truth that makes it. I guess, in part, it has been hard because I want so badly for someone to just ask to make it easier. But that's not how the truth always works. Sometimes the hardest part about the truth is just bringing it up because until spoken, it is just a lie that is secretly waiting beneath your skin to be made a truth.<br />
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I don't mean to be dramatic. I am not looking for sympathy, pity, or even a twinge of hurt on my behalf. I am not looking to strike curiosity, seek attention, or spark a support campaign. I just am looking to be honest with myself and put it out there before I retreat in the moments when the choice is given. Sometimes the choices occur with loved ones nearby. But more often than not, it comes when we actually have to take it into action. I have come to learn that Truth is also an action. It is a process.<br />
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There are good days, bad days, hard days, hard moments and painful ones. But it's just a bad or hard day. Not a bad life. <br />
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So please be patient with me. To those of you who still read and actively follow, or for those who just happened to stop by. I am SO incredibly grateful for you and hope you continue to let me know that you are still there. It helps me in my moments of weakness and loneliness. I am beginning the process to put everything out into the universe. And I stick to what I always say, that its easier to tell a complete stranger your deepest secrets than it is to tell those who know you best, though many of them read this. Thank you to all who do reach out, it has and will always mean more than you could ever imagine. I will get it all out, eventually...<br />
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Red Hot Chili Peppers, Dispatch, Dave Matthews Band, Chris Cornell. Cage the Elephant, Coheed and Cambria, Switchfoot, Sound Tribe, Jack White, Skrillex, Kaskade, Flaming Lips, Alabama Shakes, and SO many others. Those were just my favorites. </div>
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It was an incredible time. Music has always been a huge part of my life and to have this experience, on the beach, and with some of my favorite people was nothing less than amazing. Oh and.. I'm not pantless, I was in my bathing suit.<br />
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