A Unicorn Flag

All epic roadtrips and events have a symbol to identify them, something to make them stand out and represent that this event is not average. And well, a Unicorn Flag was exactly such for a quick surf trip to San Diego.

First off, I have a minor obsession with unicorns as of late, so this flag basically warms my soul just by being in my car. So yes, Justin, you are on a flag, and you were the symbol of the most epic and random trip.

To summarize Soph, her bf and Jake and I went to San Diego, spent a morning trying to learn to surf (Jake knew how), oh and we had breakfast at the greatest little shack on the beach, and then it was over a massive and magnificently structured bridge to an island, then to the most friendly families house, for an evening of laughter, crepes and building friendships. That basically was the trip, minus driving, and it was beautiful.

I have a ton of respect for Surfers now, that is for sure. Surfing has always been on my bucket list, and since Australia is fast approaching I felt such a strong urge to at least attempt surfing, which inspired this trip. And well, after my attempts, I have realized surfing is way freaking hard, and I am determined to nail it. As expected.

One last important fact to note is that the drive home literally consisted of at least 5 hours of just talking about Pokemon. It was amazing. And I absolutely loved it. Yes, I am not ashamed that I love playing Pokemon on my gameboy.

So overall, the trip was spontaneous and an adventure and it just reinforced my relationship with soph and jake. Also, I love the unicorn flag and it will actually go up in my Australian place.

"Why Do I even try Parenting You Anymore?"

Yesterday my mother realized the futility of trying to parent me. Perhaps at 22 I have decided to run my own life. I am thinking this is for the best. Although, my dear mother will always have that special place in my life.

I love LOVE

I was thinking about Love, but not love like "I love you, lets get married love", more like love love. And there is so much freaking love in my life. I cannot even believe it. So, to re-emerge back to my blog I want to share some of the beauty of love.

Love is your best friend finding the most beautiful dress for you to wear because you dont feel pretty.

Love is a family that fits you in perfectly, even when you are not actually family.

Love is just looking up at the night sky and realizing how happy clouds and stars make you.

Love is the feeling after a long run.

Love is doing yoga and feeling the peace and beauty it brings.

Love is getting a haircut and realizing hair is just a thing.

Love is abandoning expectations and living now.

Love is everywhere and in everything. And I wish people noticed that more.

I love you.

Perhaps emotions were never meant to be a secret.

I used to resent emotion. I hated that vulnerable feeling. I was actually rather skilled at hiding my emotions. Things were brushed off or ignored instead of dealt with.

I am glad I grew up.

Today I sat and cried with someone I barely knew. And it was amazing. I forgot how crying can clear things up. Although I am still surprised at the amount of tears I found. They lasted for hours. I was so sad and didnt realize it. I think I have been sad for awhile. I guess thats grieving. I am not particularity a fan of grieving actually. Its not really my style. But today I decided not to be sad alone. I sat with a friend while ants attacked me. And then I called my beautiful mother. And partook in the glory of scrubs.

Yes. I am glad I grew up and learned that sharing emotion only makes the healing process so much easier and more bearable. Thank you for noticing when I needed a friend. Even if it made you miss some of church.




ps. Someone shared their secret back with me today. And perhaps to them its not even a secret, maybe its more of a story. Regardless, I think our friendship is growing in an extraordinary way. It makes me smile. I think the best part is that its real.