
This photo was taken while I was attempting to capture the beautiful city lights. I was bummed out that I missed the sunset, so this is the end results.

This photo was taken while I was attempting to capture the beautiful city lights. I was bummed out that I missed the sunset, so this is the end results.
Love is in the air
Love is all around
Love is for the longing
Love is when you allow it
Love just is.

Captured this while my boyfriend was driving, rather racing, towards one of my favorite spots for sunsets. I don’t know what it is about sunsets, but I absolutely love them. Admittedly, I love the variation of colors in the sky, the cloud formations, the natural surroundings that make sunsets look like the poster child for pure perfection. If ever having a challenging day, being able to catch and admire a sunset is one of the best therapeutic tools to utilize, and for free. Stop, absorb the goodness, process your thoughts and stay in the calm.

Restless night, as usual. Woke up with a slight feeling of apprehension. A new day with a purpose, but with a bit of anxiety. As the morning progressed into early afternoon, the overwhelming feelings of emotions swept over me. Unexpected tears welled up in my eyes, then quickly ran down my face. This occurred off and on throughout the afternoon. The events that lead up to this do not really matter. Things just happen when they’re supposed to, and are usually out of my control. It was quite cathartic. For now, the sun has set, and is ready for a new day tomorrow.

Head is throbbing with this cruel pain.
No amount of love can soothe it away.
Hoping there’s still magic left in this one pill.
God knows I pray to be free of feeling this ill.

What is it about this snowy scene that makes everything seem to be serene, beautiful and at peace. Why can’t life be continuously like this photo? Guessing that the monotony would become drab and lifeless, so we get thrown challenges and obstacles our way when least expected, or maybe when we do expect them. As a 70 year old psychic once told me, I seem to have a life of mountains that I climb and conquer, but I don’t stay on top of for long. I tend to look for another mountain to climb, and start over again. I’m not a mountain climbing extremest at all . . Not even a fan of heights. Being grounded and staying grounded should be priority. Am I trying to convince myself . . I don’t know, just maybe.

It’s January 1, 2020, and the ending of a beautiful day. There is so much to be grateful for, and yet I still have reservations. I was told when doubt starts poisoning my thoughts, rather than thinking that things are too good to be true, have the mindset to think that things are too good to be false. A different analogy, but I’m willing to give it a try. Happy New Year!
It’s been almost three years since I’ve last made a written entry. Life happens!
Since then, I’ve made a few, new friends, and traveled solo to cities in states that I’ve never been to before. I even got a divorce after 27 years of marriage. I wouldn’t change a thing, because ultimately, I learned more about myself and what I wanted in my life. With that, I was able to move on. My ex-husband and I are on good terms and remain friends.
In the process of rediscovering myself, I was fortunate enough to meet a wonderful man that has changed me for the better. That’s all I’ll disclose at this time. There will definitely be more to come.
Carry on . .
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