Today when I went into work I found Pastor had left me an article from the Chicago Tribune on a movie that defined my generation- that is Generation X. Its the 30th anniversary of the movie this year and apparently they will be re-releasing it on the big screen. As I read the article I had tears in my eyes and that forever immortalized song “Don’t You Forget About Me” in my head. No, I won’t ever forget; the movie, The Breakfast Club, or John Hughes the writer and director, or anything about that movie. It was so close to home for me, in so many ways.
(Originally Posted 7/25/14. I had such a great time with Arya’s mommy just us three and I want her to know how much I love her exactly how she is, including her snakes, lizards and especially her babygirl. She took many of the pics in this post and is such a gifted talented photographer and artist. If you’d like to see more please visit her Facebook Page Jordyn Veronique Art. When life sucks and people let you down, just read this post and know how amazing you are!! So grateful you are in my life, I love you Jordyn!)
So its crystal clear to all of you… my life is far from perfect. I’ve only “begun” to live my best life. Constantly still making mistakes, even now, but learning and growing can’t happen without them. There are problems, lots of them. Some within control, and some – not somuch. But what I CAN control how I let those things affect me. Can you tell this girls’ been through the ringer, let down unbelievably bad by someone she truly believed in (yes today!), and really, completely feel clueless? Ha, well its true. Ya, even though still kinda devastatedly shocked, I’ve still got love in my life and damn it I’m gonna live. Everything isn’t exactly where it should be yet, but still going in the right direction.
Friendship Day has inspired me.
I wasn’t always so “friendly” or surrounded by so many real friends, like I can say I am today. As I learned to love myself, I could let people in further without risk of getting hurt. I also eliminated “friends” that brought me down, or made me feel bad when I was around them. You have to do that. Things like no expectations, as well as other “life rules” I’ve learned, help keep my friendships strong, growing and mostly pain-free. Running with friends still hurts sometimes though, lol.
Hey.. you had nothing else to do on a Friday night! 😉
Cheers to the crazy but BRAVE. May we rein! Anyone can be crazy, but owning it, loving it and doing right with it is a special crazy. Standing up for yourself, your needs, and not taking anything less. That’s a freedom you’ll never look back on. Being you and not letting anything stop it – its about your happiness. Everything else falls into place. Not everyone will like you, but the most important one will. That’s you… hello! If you are not living for the real thing, loving life for what it really is.. then you are really the crazy one. Get on board.. and love the crazy dork.. if you are lucky enough to be one.
I hope everyone is having a great summer so far! Someone once said to me.. “after the 4th of July, its like summer is over”.…IDTS! I hate that phrase, because HELLO still 2 months left! To me, Its just begun, and I must say during the first month and a half, I’ve spent more time with friends and grandbaby doing so many fun, social and crazy things I’d of had a jam packed summer if it was over now. (Thank God its not!) I am so grateful and blessed to have these people… but there have been other things, missing my love, family ill, being a rock for my friends when I feel like sand… weighing me down still and keeping me in bad habits and not running… and I have a marathon to train for. (10/12/14, let the countdown begin)
Hello all, I am back and hopefully getting back on track. Where have I been? Well, my nice, simple life got a little less simple since I last posted, and I’ve had to do some major readjusting. Finally I think I’m getting the hang of it. You see, it all started when I went to this festival “Retro on Roscoe” with my friends Maria and Jenna and their guys.
Here is me and a few of the sites I saw at one of the many wonderful festivals Chicago’s neighborhoods put on during the summer: