Then this dark haired fellow asked his girlfriend if she…- Day 15

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I guess its safe to say that thats the line where A made it official that I am in fact his girlfriend. He was saying something in third person and his last sentence was ‘then this dark haired fellow asked his girlfriend if she wanted to stop watching the cricket and go to the room instead’

There was a time where I didn’t think I would experience all of this again.

I’m grinning like a little girl 🙂

The bride, The divorcee and the Single mom – Day 14

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My best friends mini bachelorette party. We had a mini party as the one will all the guests will be held shortly before the wedding.

Bachelorette parties are meant to be wild and make you feel young and free.

Well the three of us went out to dinner and discussed serious matters such as marriage, divorce and children as well as what we want from our careers and from our partners and from life. Shit got real haha. At the age of 26, one of us is getting married, I have been divorced and my other best friend has been a single mom for 5 years already.  This is honestly not where I thought we would be at this stage in our lives, but I wouldn’t change a thing.

The wine was flowing and after dinner we went to a bar and the shots started flowing! Thats where the chaos started and we were reminded that we were not eighteen anymore because the hangover this morning is no joke

Good times were had by all 🙂

He holds me in his big arms and I see stars – Day 13 

  
Woke up this morning with A and it was beautiful. I feel so calm with him, so at peace and so happy. 

We made love, slowly and passionately and it was magical. 

I love lying with him, just lying with him. We don’t even have to say anything or do anything, just lying in his arms feeling his skin and the way he gently kisses my forehead and plays with my hair. 

This too shall pass – Day 12 

  
I got a new tattoo…

I love it! 

When I was looking at my arm before the tattoo artist began I saw the faint lines of where I used to cut my arms in my late teens and early twenties and I just smiled. How far I have come. 

Because everything passes, in those moments where we feel like nothing will change and we are stuck. When the anxiety strikes and there is no way out- it will pass. When a binge and purge urge strikes it will pass. When you want to crawl out of your skin- that feeling will pass. 

And when the pain and the hurt is too much – it will pass.