First blog post, first blog post, what to write hmmm…
It starts with a boy. If only it didn’t but it does and I am into honesty and God knows I don’t want my blog to be living a lie.
I should first mention that Emily Dickinson inspired me to start this blog. Sort of. It was more a good friend of mine who blogs a lot and said “hey you know what helps with a broken heart? Blogging.”
That’s Colleen. But my other childish friends and I like to call her Cooleen for a multitude of reasons
- she LOVES crocs
- she’s a really good dancer, especially when Journey is playing
- she’s a badass woman who gives great advice and is super smart
As far as Emily goes. Well Emily died almost exactly 100 years before I was born in 1886. That probably doesn’t mean anything but I like it when I find little things I have in common with complete (dead) strangers, it makes me feel less alone, when I’m feeling alone. Besides her great writing ability, Emily had (I assume had because I like to analyze poems and have gone over hers many a time thus coming to the conclusion) a similar relationship experience to myself, a time in life that caused the heart great pain.
It’s all I have to bring today –
This, and my heart beside –
This, and my heart, and all the fields –
And all the meadows wide –
Be sure you count – should I forget
Some one the sum could tell –
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.
– Ms. Dickinson
It is hard/ nor do we want to forget about something beautiful, such as a relationship (when it was good). And even though ours hearts are free they get stuck sometimes. Well mine does because I get obsessed and stalk people.
Anyway alas comes the great task of…letting go.
How many articles and books I have read and how many forums I have visited in the last 6 months to try and accomplish this I don’t know. Did it help? I’m gonna say no, but it made the time pass and I finally came to the realization that a man child is a man child and I am way to MF awesome to date one of those again. #YYJ
So now this blog. Which will not JUST be for cheesy chats about relationships woes, although a quote like this MIGHT be thrown in there from time to time “some doors are meant to be closed and when you try to reopen them you remember why they were closed in the first place.” How is that not relatable…
No there will be other things, inspired by my friends, my family, my wine, my travels, my shopping addiction, my small town humor, my anxiety, my serious flare for the dramatic and my love of weird eccentric things…and also sometimes my sisters dog because she eats EVERYTHING and instead of being an animal abuser this might be a better option to vent my feelings for when my laptop charger has been chewed up for the 5th TIME.
So yep. If you read my posts thanks, that makes me happy. #selflove
I should mention I really like using hashtags. Mostly because they are a great tool for sarcasm and help when joking about things (by now everyone has probably seen Jimmy Fallon and Justin Timberlake’s skit)
I also like to use acronyms with swear words in them such as JFK. If you can figure them out you can join the club.