What the hell- Egg? Seriously? I guess for easter. Well I didn't celebrate Easter this year, but I did find this picture online that I thought was pretty damn funny.
I can't really relate this or anything "egg" themed to my topics of choice: UC or being chronically rad, so I am taking a hit on that part of my blogging and this will be a random writing. Easter was always a time to celebrate with family. Being away from my family has taught us to create our own traditions. Last year we tried to go to the Hunky Jesus contest in SF and then we made our way to the Big Wheels race in Potrero Hill. This year, we were more low key. We had some chill time outside with the old roomies. We went to the beach and really that's about it. It does make me miss the bar-b-ques. The company. The laughs. But I know moving far away was the best decision we ever made. The move, the challenge of living away from everything we know and out of our comfort zone has changed us- for the better. I say "we" because I can confidently say Marc feels the same way, but most definitely I feel that way. Even with a year of the two years, I have been gone being completely shitty from being sick (oohh look at that! I was able to relate it all!) I have grown so much as a person. My relationship with my partner has grown in significant ways. We have had to learn to really depend on and rely on each other for support, for financial stability, and for the basic need of love. I was able to redisover what made him such a wonderful man and such a great friend. I forced myself to make new friends, even though that challenge becomes harder and harder as we get older, especially for women. It has forced me to appreciate the life around me. The beauty of the nature around me. So even though I miss all of the gatherings and weekend get togethers, I wouldn't change moving here. In fact, I don't see myself moving back. That's how much I know it was the right decision. I pray to the universe that I can continue to take what it gives me-the good and the bad- and learn and grow from everything that it has to offer.
That is a good segway in Day 21's theme: Close.
I am reading that as this computer screen is close to me and not as "go close the door". I guess that is the great and the worst thing about our written language, is it can be interpreted in more than one way. So with that said, I found that moving away from my friends and family has in a sense made us closer. I find that my patience for my family (and you can't deny you don't get annoyed with your family at times) has increased, so I can appreciate who they truly are, which is really hard to do when you can't get passed seeing the negative or allowing the negative and annoyances take over your sight. I have more in depth and quality-filled conversations with my parents. My dad calls me on the phone to say hi. Something he never did when I was close, mainly because he didn't have to. They knew we would see each other sooner than later. I have made deeper and more meaningful friendships with people back home that I wasn't super close with. I always envied those that had an abundance of friends, but now looking back, most of those people were never really friends. I am finding myself appreciating more the more close and personal relationships. I don't need 500 people in my circle. I am happy with 20 really close friends. (I am not saying that is how many I have, but its the idea behind it). I know I have more than 20 people in my corner and that has been proven this past year, but what I am saying is that while its nice to "know" a lot of people, it's not an envy anymore. I don't feel the need to know everyone or to portray that I know a lot of people. I wish to keep it more simpler. (There are many that are not displayed in the photos below and it's because I didn't have a physical captured moment, but those memories are forever in my corazon.)
Much love!
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