1) Living in Los Angeles
It’s a love-hate relationship. Love for all the options/activities/food/culture it offers. Hate for all the traffic/smog and ten million complicated parking signs. Nevertheless, I really am spoiled for having such a great city as my playground.
2) Temporary people
As cliché as it sounds, people do come in and out of our lives. This year, I cut ties with numerous people. Some were easier to let go than others. Life is too short, and I’ve learned that there’s no point in tolerating toxic and unhealthy relationships with people who no longer contribute to my growth.
If my gut says they’re bad news, I have to act on that gut feeling (and not question that gut feeling — which is still a work in progress) and let them go. My instincts have been the primary decision-maker as to who stays and who goes, and so far, it’s been 100% accurate.
Along the lines of what I mentioned above, I am incredibly grateful for my lifers. My family, first and foremost, and my small group of close girlfriends who I’ve known for practically half of my life. I’m blessed to have a strong support system.
On the other side of meeting temporary people these past few months, I am grateful for the new relationships I’ve started with the very few special individuals who I have a very good feeling would be lifers.
4) Getting past the stage of super self-consciousness
My body is by no means perfect, and there are A LOT of things I wish I change about it if I could. Very gradually, I’ve learned to accept that there is nothing I can do about my short legs/thunder thighs and that I will never reach my dream height of 5’7″.
I used to obsess over my scars and stretch marks, and I still have days where I struggle to love my “stripes,” but it’s liberating to accept yourself for who you are.
5) Shit that happens
It helps us grow and appreciate the good. We learn to distinguish between the petty nuisances from what really matters.
6) The possibility of love
One of my biggest fears after my devastating breakup with my ex was not being able to find someone who I can connect with the same level I connected with my ex. I didn’t believe that lightning can strike the same place twice, yet the universe is currently in the process of proving me wrong.
I practically met my dream man. He’s kind, driven, compassionate, gentle, appreciative, and he does everything with intention and purpose. He loves food and travel and adventure… He is the perfect combination of all the attributes I am looking for in a man, which I thought was unrealistic until he came along. He’s such a rare occurrence, like a needle I somehow found in a haystack.
I see a lot of myself in him, and we have shared moments that are so perfect that I still have trouble accepting that he is real. How can a guy like him exist? And more mind-blowingly, he likes me too?
I don’t know how things will unfold down the road with him, but I’m going to let the chips fall where they may. Love is perhaps the only thing in the world that I will have blind faith on, but I am doing it. I’m trusting the process. I’m trusting what’s next.
What are you grateful for?