If I could, then I would.

"Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories, admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know."

Hello World!   Happy Sunday!

I just got home from some good conversation and a mean plate of chicken alfredo at my friend Steph's house.  Steph and I recently rekindled our love affair after we both relocated back to this small little 'city' we're living in.  She is one of those refreshing people who will make ugly faces with you, use swear words that probably offend people, and accepts you just the way you are.  We were big fatty's today after eating the most glorious breakfast at Spragues (honest to goodness the best breakfast foods I have ever eaten and homemade maple syrup too) and then finishing out our lazy afternoon experimenting with pasta and  talking about how strange it is that some people find it difficult to just be good natured and honest to one another.   I find this friendship we've rekindled easy and reassuring of the kind of person I'm becoming vs. the kind of person I used to be--because lets face it, Steph and I were the social friends during high school/after college who drank booze and made bad decisions together.  Intellectual conversation now gets dabbled in there also--and who doesn't want to be friends with someone who can rock a mowhawk!?

Regarding the above quote I started this post with, I've been thinking more and more about how places that can fulfill one person can seemingly smother another.    I'm a good listener, I think being an only child reminds me that some times you just need someone to hear you (--and lets be honest at least if I'm using my ears instead of my mouth I keep myself out of trouble).   Maybe it's that I'm not looking anymore for someone to fill me up, or maybe it's that this tiny town does that but I can say that in a sense of a personal life and location, I am fulfilled.  Bryan and I are looking to get a place in late spring or early summer and I have been watching WAY too much HGTV, making me psyched to decorate a space.

I'm no good at holding a grudge--mainly because it takes so much energy and I don't like unfinished business.   Don't know what to do when you can't lose someone and you can't keep forgiving them either.

Hope this life is giving you lots of colorful things to move you forward little loves.