Wisdomist Wednesday : Friends

I got a call last night

A good call – no need to worry!!

A familiar call .. I get this call pretty often – at least once a week.

And if not a call, a text message – a silly e-mail. Sometimes it’s not words – sometimes it’s a picture to make me laugh.

Sometimes is a song on my voice mail.

Sometimes it’s just a wink – or “xoxox”.

No matter what, it brings a smile to my face.

And reminds me that I seriously have the best friends in the world.

During the process of planning the wedding, besides the emotions of personal change I was feeling – one of my biggest fears was loosing touch with my friends. I thought the potential of not being able to talk as much, see each other as often or continuing to share our stupid jokes would all be blanketed by the new life I was about to begin ( Read: DRAMA QUEEN).

I was wrong.

Sort of …. Do I say my friends all the time? – nope.

Do we talk as often? – actually I think we talk more … we actually have STUFF to talk about now. Important stuff … like what we had for dinner … and lunch… and dessert. Not, he said – she said stuff.

Are there people that have kind of fallen out of my life – yep.

On purpose … nope.

As I get older ( you know, since I’m super close to be a geriatric … hello old age pension!!) I realize that having a million friends means nothing as close to at least having one amazing friend. I’ve also realized that friendship – is a relationship … ( I know, revolutionary stuff here!!) it takes 2 to make it work.

If I’m always calling you … I’m going to start to feel like I’m bothering you… and I’ll probably stop.

Just like, if you’re always calling me, and I’m making no effort – punch me.

Friends are pretty rad – hugs yours often, tell them you love them, make them laugh and if they’re really awesome – make them cookies and then hang out so you can scarf them down together.

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Be wisdomist this Wednesday my inter-web friends!!

Wisdomist Wednesday : Beautiful

I had a pretty interesting conversation with mama LTSL recently – Mr. LTSL and I spent Sunday night at my family’s home, we were on our way back from one of the most beautiful wedding’s I’ve ever been to, instead of hustling back home – we took a load off at Mama & Papa LTSL’s home.

I was exhausted. Mr. LTSL was exhausted – we had an amazing weekend, but our tired eyes and slow moving body told the tale of one phenomenal party, and tons of traveling in a short amount of time. While talking to my mom, she turned to me and she said you look so beautiful.

My mom is always filled with compliments – but I was literally wearing a pair of torn jeans, a little white top, my hair was messy, my eyes tired – no make-up – nothing fancy.

I responded, that I was happy.

And it got me thinking – for my entire life, I’ve been consumed with looking a certain way – acting a certain way – I would be on the constant hunt for acceptance.

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For the first time, in a long time I actually feel beautiful. And this feeling has nothing to do with the numbers on the scale, it has nothing to do with the size of the jeans I was wearing, the length of my legs nor the style of my hair. This feeling has everything to do with how often I am laughing, the glow in my smile and sparkle I see in each day. It is the love that I feel and am able to give. It’s the acceptance of life – for all that it is, good – bad – ugly- exciting and scary. It is everything to do with the people in my life, and the happiness that I feel.

It’s the realization, that the acceptance I was looking for – actually came from myself, no one else.