Letting go

Lately I have been letting go. Letting go of worry and letting go of hate. Letting go of anxiety. Just letting things go away. Is this my happy place? I think so. Not so easy to do. Just accept others and myself and I am, as they are. Really what else can you do. You can go through life saying this person needs to be this or this person needs to do that, they need to be more this and less that. You can't do that. Acceptance is HUGE. Once you accept yourself and others as they are, life becomes a beautiful colorful place full of characters. Laugh. Really laugh. Stress is a black ball that lives inside of you and grows and darkens the short time that we do have here. One of my new years resolutions was to not control my enviornment. Yes. Don't worry about that pile of stuff. Don't freak if the medicine cabinet is not shut( I am working on that one:) But really, it came down to not always having to make myself number one, being more complimentary with my friends and family, not nit picking everyones personality. Don't be so hard on yourself. If there is something that you want to change, than work to change it. Realize that this takes time. Real time. Lifetimes. Everyday. Take fear by the horns and ride it in the direction you want it to go, and if it is something that you can let go, than do it! I have to go pack now.

Moves

Geoff and I are going to sign the paperwork on our condo today. Seven months of living apart I have to say that is longest we have ever had our own roofs. We live together -we don't. Let's see we started out living at our respective parents homes, then I moved into that garage senior year, then we moved in with his parents, then I moved back home, then I moved in with his grandma up the street from his parents in Phelan, then I moved back in with him and his parents, then I moved back home, then we moved to LA and each lived with respective roomates, then we moved back in together,I moved back in with my parents and he lived in his Cadillac for three months, then he moved in with his mom, then we moved to Arizona, then he moved back to California for three months and lived with Mike and Jen, then he moved back to Arizona with me, then I moved to California...for like a week, then I told him I wanted him to move out and he moved in with Jack and Marie, then we moved back in together, then I got my own place and he got his own place...Seven months it's been...Now we are moving back in together. I laugh while I write this...we just cannot be apart. I have to say our relationship has been colored with well...moves. The one thing that has been constant despite all this moving is US. No matter where we go, or where we live we have each other. I am sure people that know us think that we are nuts, it just happens that way that has been our life with each other. I wouldn't have it any other way. We have managed to stay together but still give each other the space that we needed to grow as separate people. Not many people can do this. I am excited about moving back in together, but really it is just another page in our book. I do my thing, he does his thing, and we do our thing together. It is just as simple as that.