Memories (200th Blog!)

Dear universe,

You are just taking me on a ride... and I better learn to be okay with it. Go on.

Last Thursday it was my line sisters and I 4th year anniversary in our sorority. It was also the day before her 24th bday, so as you can see we had a lot to celebrate. Her brother got us tickets to an off Broadway show called 'Love, Loss and What I Wore'. The show got me thinking about what it means to be a female, how items can take us on this time travel joy ride and how they affect our present and our future. Like a dress you might have worn on your first date with the man you fell in love with, or a ring that belonged to your grandmother and it's the only piece of anything that connects you to her.

I speak for myself when I say that I may be able to throw many things out, but some things I just can't let go of. Not because I still wear them or use them, but because like old diaries and pictures they hold sentimental value. They tell a story.

200th blog entry. That's pretty big, haha for me at least. I feel like it comes at a perfect time since so much is going on outside and within me. I have shared my current career development, the growth of my friendships and most recent the emotional curve ball that was thrown at me. But like pledging four years ago as a 19 year old kid (because I was a kid), this too shall pass.

It occurred to me this morning how annoying it is going to be to start the dating process again once I'm ready for it. When you go out with someone its like taking a class, you learn all this information--sometimes you get a headache from it-- and when things are over its like having a plethora of books you used for the coarse laying around. Now you have all this knowledge and nothing to do with it.

Well, I suppose it prepares you for the next--or hopefully the last. Regardless, I was hoping that I could put the jersey- or the stilettos- away for a while. And yet that is not the case.

I just have to share that when you are moving forward things will happen a long the way that will try to distract you, that's just the universe testing you. Like folding your sheets and a letter once written with love falling out of your covers-- yes, that happened. Where the letter came from, I have no idea. But the point is, take it for what it is. A test. Fold the sheets, put the letter away. And learn to be okay with it.

Life. Now that's the ultimate coarse.