Lighting Candles
Comments (0) I’m lighting candles. In this crazy, mixed up world you have to believe in something. You have to give yourself over and believe that whatever happens is exactly what was meant to happen.
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Seven Years
By Vegasbab, December 6, 2010 3:09 pm
After year six, I didn’t think much would change. I figured it would feel that way forever. But, year seven was a bit different. Year seven brought a defining moment.
Admittedly, the sound of sirens still makes me jump, especially in the morning. Lavender hasn’t entered my house yet, but every so often I’ll test out smelling a candle. Memories continue to fade. But, I like to think the broken heart has mended itself. Now, there is just a scar. It is a beautiful one.
But, the most important thing that Year Seven brought? It brought the realization that I want to do it again. In previous years, I was so scared that I told myself I would never put myself in that situation. But, this last week, I realized that it’s what I want with all my heart. And one day, when the time is right, it will happen- I will be the great mom I was always meant to be.
In loving memory… today and always.
Day 72
28
By Vegasbab, October 21, 2010 2:47 pm
Here’s to another ride around the sun… may this one be better than the last.
For posterity, 27 brought:
- A cat
- Two weddings of my dearest friends
- More travel than ever before, including my first time in Europe!
- A new job and promotion (again and 2.5 years faster than imagined)
- Not one, not two, but three times my heart broken into a million pieces. You’d think it would get easier after each time, but it only seems to get harder and more painful with each break
- The continued search to obtain my birthday wish…
42 Days
By Vegasbab, October 3, 2010 10:24 pm
It took 42 days, but today, I threw away the last box. I’m not exactly sure what that means, but I know it was a significant milestone. Yes, small to the outside world, but a milestone in my book nonetheless. I know that my next defining moment isn’t quite ready for me, but it’s getting closer. Every minute, “la belle vie” is becoming more of a reality and less of a dream.
Chicago
By Vegasbab, September 7, 2010 10:29 pm
The NY Times recently wrote an article about 20-Somethings and how they’re sooo different from previous generations. To be honest, every generation feels something similar about the generation after them. Part of the article gives stats about moving. Among other numbers, they cite that 20-somethings are very mobile and move about once every year. I’d say that’s about right 
Not sure why, but I still tend to move more often then I envisioned when I was younger. Maybe it’s because I never saw Vegas as permanent or maybe it’s because I never hung pictures in my Vegas condo… they saw pictures make a house feel like a home. Who knows? Maybe this time, I’ll finally settle down…. or maybe I’ll just always have Wanderlust.
Friends Indeed
By Vegasbab, August 2, 2010 8:50 pm
My fifth grade teacher taught me the meaning of the phrase, “a friend in need, is a friend indeed.” I can’t quite remember what she said, but I do remember how I felt after – disbelief and hurt. I didn’t want to believe the lesson she had imparted. I didn’t want to believe that my friendship was built on a “need” that both us had and, that as soon as one of us didn’t have that need anymore, we would no longer be friends. In essence, the ride would be over.
Strangely, many of my “best friends” have been this type of friend. While they never stay for more than a few years, each taught an invaluable lesson. I think that these types of friendships come into our lives not because we want them to, but rather to help us, to hurt us, to leave us, to love us and to make us into the person we were meant to be.
While each and every one of these friendships have left a scar, they have also mended some sort of “need”. Cheers to those who come along for a ride in our lives and help (or hurt) us when we need it most!
Blog Love
By Vegasbab, August 1, 2010 3:10 pm
I love my blog. Maybe that’s a little narcissistic to say, but I do. I won’t share the story of why or how I started it, but I love it nonetheless. Throughout the years, it has been a constant that has grown with me. It’s been my “twitter” of short posts before I knew what twitter was. It’s been my place to rant and bare my soul. My blog has been the keeper of favorite links, adventures and mistakes left best forgotten. It’s also been a place to talk about social media, advertising, mobile and more. To me, the mixture is what makes the ups and downs and sides to sides of life. To me, the mixture is me.
I’ve been thinking about what form this blog will take on next. I have a few ideas up my sleeve. These days, I don’t rant much. And, I also don’t talk about social media often. There’s just too much noise and others talking about the same old things. Nor do I talk about work much. Maybe because I’m not doing much of it lately. Either way, I think this blog will transform again. I’d say buckle up, but I’m not quite ready to play it safe, so why should you
No Strings
By Vegasbab, July 6, 2010 7:43 pm
I stumbled upon a great quote today by Cheng Yen:
Happiness does not coming from having much, but from being attached to little
How true? It seems like we are happiest when our lives contain no strings – no material things, no pets that can die, no significant others we care enough about to hurt us during break-ups, no kids to worry about getting hurt or sick. But, when does a life of no strings get tiring? Maybe never. Maybe there will always be some exotic destination to jet off to or something to throw money at besides saving it for a child’s college tuition. Maybe there will always be a hot Pool Boy that you never get close enough to for them to break your heart.
But, on the flip side, maybe a life of strings is worth living. Maybe a life where you risk your heart everyday is the only life worth living.
Themocracy