8 months ago I was restless beast who didn’t want to face the 8 months of limbo. I drowned my sorrows in whiskey/bars/stupidboys/”networking”.
But then I came up for air. or was it just spring? I feel like I wasted the last 8 months. But really, I have so much to show for the time that has passed. Frankie stabilized me. Brought me back to earth. Gave my heart peace. What is it about me that feels so lost without that validation? But it wasn’t just validoation. It’s who he is and has continued to be. Different. Sweet.
Allows me to be me. Sweet. He mirrors my drive for life. my joie de vivre. It’s so refreshing to see in a guy. and that’s why I am here. Still talking about him 4 months later. crazy.
Someone said it tonight :we can: “believe that there is love, that people are still taking chances…” Love is the ultimate dream/challenge/adventure. For as many times a I’ve wanted to end this with Frankie.. there is that part of me that says “but what if Sarah”.. You don’t know you’re story. Just live life.. it will work itself out on its own. He even said it… the best plan we can have is to just be on the path we are on.
things that make me smile :
talking about me to his mom
comforting my stress regarding my show
that he misses his girl
pictures with his family
me encanta como me siento a to lado
So much of Paris is on my mind now. Which is good. Trying to make the most of it this time. Do my research. Enjoy myself. Go places I havent been. Soak up the memories of old places as well. I can’t wait. Home home home.
Truth and hope. And more of it. Love and more love. and more love.
