This is the beginning of a whole new life for me. A new chapter with one of the best people I know in my life. I’m not running away from my past but I have moved on, beyond and I’m only looking forward, hand in hand with my love.
A few things I’m considering, now that this has gone from health blog, foodie blog, for awhile it got all personal and “shtuff” and now into a lifestyle blog. Should I get rid of all my old posts? Or just leave them on to see how I’ve grown? Tons of old posts are still being read, even commented on, so I feel like I’m taking away from hiding them….
But this is a new start for me.
After over 24 hours in airports, but mostly an airplane… I am on the other side of the world, for who knows how long. On the plane I watched Tiny Times (finally!!!), Room and Trainwreck. Which strangely, I connected to all three.
Tiny Times. The Asian, younger version of Sex and the City. College students who great up together and their stories. Each girl different from the other (all gorgeous of course and all in different situations in their lives – of course – but even the most glamorous has difficulties.) Who hasn’t gone through a time admiring successful beautiful people. The super athletic one. The super rich one. The gorgeous one. The artistic one. The smartest one. Or wanted “Mr. Perfect” etc. etc. This movie reminds us that we are still, in fact, all the same. All the same insecurities, pains, emotions, feelings – and most of us, truly do in fact have a soul.
Room. A girl was raped and abducted for over 5 years and had a child and was living in one room for that long. Her son, his whole life, was based on a tv, books “surprise Sundays” and the room. It was interesting how the girl got frustrated at her own son being scared of the world she always knew of and dreamed of going back into – after they got saved. It also reminded me of how materialistic the world has become, how reliant we are with technology and not appreciating the beauty we have all around us, waiting to happen, things that have happened. Just even a window to look outside.
Trainwreck. I’ll just let the name speak for itself. Thankfully I was never even close to how awful of a place she was in. But let’s just got back to Tiny Times’ conclusion. Everyone has gone through shit.
And then I think of where I am now.
I am happy.
I AM HAPPY.
Of course, nothing will ever be perfect… but I am HAPPY.
So yup. First 24 hours has been a lot of sleep (we both passed out around 9ish last night) And it’s currently 6 in the morning. More later on. Feel free to check out my tweets and instagram for quicker updates.