Fate, germany 2012, God, God is Love, growing up, life lesson, little reminders of life, munich 2012

Longitude, latitude, and letting life happen.

I remember sitting in the university library and having an overwhelming urge to take a trip to Scotland. I had been following and adoring the hilarious Helen and her blog and was excited when she invited me to visit. I was just as excited when my parents were ok with the whole thing. I had been abroad once before when I was sixteen for an exchange program, but never had I spent anytime alone in a hotel. But they agreed to put my Christmas money toward the trip and that was that.

Two months later I found myself walking the streets of Glasgow, having a hotel room all to myself, and laughing the days away while exploring with Helen.

I knew this was what I needed. Time alone. Time to grow, stretch, reachon my own. It was during those ten days in the UK that I decided to search for opportunities to au pair

What I learned, most of all from that brilliant, inspiring trip, was that when things are meant to be, they don’t have to be forced; things will fall into place when you let them.

This is one of the biggest things I struggle with; “Letting go & letting God,” as my sweet mother would say.

But I’m trying. Lord knows I’m trying. And so far, I think I’m making progress, or hope so, at least. Bit by bit. Piece by piece. My heart is starting to pace itself; my mind is starting to relax.

Nowafter having faith and patienceI find myself here. It’s more wonderful than I could have ever imagined or planned.

And that’s why I’m no longer a hopeless romantic; rather, my heart is overflowing with hope.

quote of the week

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As I look back on my life, I realize that every time I thought I was being rejected from something good, I was actually being re-directed to something better.Steve Maraboli

about me, growing up, health, ocd, writing from the heart

"Like the sound of the sun."

I’ve never really mentioned this in my blog before, though I’ve gone back and forth in my head often, wondering if I should share… 

I have diagnosed, severe OCD, more specifically, POCD. I decided recently to write about my struggles with POCD after having come across this article. It made me so frustrated, while these shown are phobias or quirks we all experience some variety of, it is not necessarily OCD. 

So, I submitted this article as a response and would love to share with you. It touches a bit on my struggles with OCD, but I plan on writing more about it in time. After clicking “send” and hearing that it helped some, I realized I should share my story, and honestly, I feel a little bit lighter having done so. Life’s funny that way, no?

If you have any questions about POCD or OCD, please don’t hesitate to ask. And if you or someone you know struggles with this disorder, this foundation and this website can help.

I would like to be known as an intelligent woman, a courageous woman, a loving woman, a woman who teaches by being.”-Maya Angelou

adventures, germany 2012, munich 2012

Where the clouds collide with the Alps.

[Munich, September 20, 2012.]

I have arrived and it is beautiful.

It’s a great contrast to my last stay in Germany scenery wise, and to be able to experience both extremes is honestly a dream. Coming from the plains of the Midwest, the past two years have been a whirlwind of different landscapes and climates. I have no favorite, but seeing the Alps from your backyard is pretty hard to beat.

I’ll write more soon, as for now, jet lag has taken over.

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{Quote of the Week.}

[Munich. September 17, 2012.]

“In the history of the world, no one has done a thing that was not done for love. You must only train yourself to see it—the canny emerald strand that connects a soul to its desire and all the kinks and snarls in it, that might seem as though they tend towards wealth or power, but mean only love me, love me back, love me despite everything.” -Cat Valente
downton Abbey, saw it loved it, tv

Downton Abbey.

-images via tumblr.

I decided to find out what all the Downton Abbey hubbub was about, andoh me, oh myI am so happy I did. In one week I finished both the first and second season. Holy guacamole. How can they just up and leave us hanging like this? I miss it. So much.

At least I still have Everybody Loves Raymond. Right?

Also, here are some hilarious Downton Abbey themed tumblrs:
Downton Abbeyoncé
Downton Pawnee
Downton Tabby

and best of all:
Miss (Conan) O’brien.
(this, too.)