As a woman, I feel continually shhh’ed. Too sensitive. Too mushy. Too wishy washy. Blah blah. Don’t let someone steal your tenderness. Don’t allow the coldness and fear of others to tarnish your perfectly vulnerable beating heart. Nothing is more powerful than allowing yourself to truly be affected by things. Whether it’s a song, a stranger, a mountain, a rain drop, a tea kettle, an article, a sentence, a footstep…feel it all – look around you- all of this is for you. Take it and have gratitude. Give it and feel love.
And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.
We’re moving on Saturday and besides being super excited to decorate i get to put all my things away and not live out of boxes since my over eager ass didnt think to leave a few things out. P.S: if all goes well ill have a tattoo tomorrow afternoon too!
except Trev is asleep and he doesnt know hes getting red velvet mini heart cakes with cream cheese frosting after his lasanga. We’re going to have one happy boyfriend tonight ladies and gentlemen(: I havent started the batter yet or even changed out of my work shirt. I’ll also show you guys my new apron his mom got me, on that note I’d realllly like to start making my own clothing again. I’m off to bake!