Yippee, EIGHT, yep that's right, EIGHT more months until I marry the man of my dreams.
As I count down the months until I walk down the isle I have decided to dedicate each month to something, something to better myself, something to work towards, something to achieve.
This month I will start with forgiveness.
Forgiveness is a tough one for me in some instances. Maybe that's because I'm too stubborn. Or maybe I'm in too deep and not sure how to even get out of the hole. Better yet, maybe I'm not willing to be the bigger person and accept that people make mistakes. Lastly, forgiveness takes effort- effort to mend relationships that have gone much too far off the track.
Here it goes, I am going to start by forgiving myself. Forgiving myself for being so damn stubborn. Forgiving myself for being so obsessed with accomplishing WAY too many goals at once. I'm going to learn to relax, learn to take each day as it comes and accept each day as an opportunity at life. Sounds easy... is it really that easy? Probably not.
It's funny how often times so many people take life for granted. I know I'm not the only one who does this. The expression "take time to smell the roses" well I think it's a lot more complex than that. We as humans are expected to do this, do that, yet we forget about taking care of ourselves. Taking time to smell the roses simply is telling us to breathe, slow down, and enjoy the day.
My next step after forgiving myself, is to forgive a few others. I think it will be hard, only because it will take a lot of courage to over come the feeling of vulnerability. I know that if you let a person in little by little most of the time good things can come from it. I'll go with that optimistic approach.
On another note, have you seen the Subaru commercial? It honestly makes me tear up every time.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UO6ztkW4ulw
When I watch it, it makes me think of my dad and I. Only, I think of it on my wedding day. You know, we get to the church and it is suppose to be an exciting time... (Don't get me wrong I will be SUPER excited) and my dad says "You ready?" I imagine I'll be like that little girl, biting my lower lip nervously and ready to cry, and he's there trying not to lose it. Then the time comes to walk me down the isle and he lets go of my hand to a new adventure. I think I will be just like that little girl. I get on that "bus" and giggle and laugh to a happy marriage, knowing that my dad is there smiling away proudly of the woman I've become- proud to know that I am safe and happy. Now, how does that not make you cry.
When the heck did I grow up?! Am I really old enough to have my dad give me away to another man? ;) It is comforting to know that no matter what, I will always be my daddy's little girl.
I hope this finds you well.
I hope to blog again soon.
-K
