My heart, my home.

“You’ll know when you find him” they said. I shrugged it off as one of those comforting white lies people tell. After a series of toxic relationships, I decided to work on myself and get out of my current living arrangements with my family. I took classes I wanted, did things the way I decided, and lived improving myself every day. One night, after I had finished laundry and gotten into bed, I saw his face. I was scrolling through an app I downloaded as a joke from my friend, and that’s when I found him. His smile was more captivating than the best book I had ever read. He messaged back, we went on a date, and as soon as our eyes met it was fate. His hand holding mine was a formality. I’ve been his ever since.

until inspiration strikes again,
K♡

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Love, Faith, and an Interview.

I quit a horrid job just about two weeks ago. I have been putting applications in at restaurants and retail, but I have a real love for fine dining service. My first job was working at a private owned restaurant and it was such a family to me, unlike my own, that I felt comfortable there. The restaurant closed a year ago last month, and I’ve been thinking of it far more often than one would imagine. My love took me out to dinner a few nights ago, and I was shocked to be so reminded of the first restaurant I ever worked in. The atmosphere, employees, even the dinnerware reminded me of the beloved twelve table restaurant I hold so dear. I mentioned it to him, and he prompted me to ask about employment. On a whim, I did. Our server went to management about me, and in a few minutes I had an interview. The interview is tomorrow afternoon and I’m finding myself more and more nervous as it draws near. I spoke to my love about it and his immediate response was this: “I know you are babygirl. We’re going to pray about it and know it’s going to be okay. I’m proud of you and I believe in you. You’ve got this.” How lucky am I to have such a man with whom I entrust my heart? Here’s to my wonderful man. I adore you to no end.

until inspiration strikes again,
K♡

My Survival

It’s no secret I’ve battled demons for the majority of my twenty(almost twenty one) years. For a time, I lost sight of the light at the end of the tunnel. Recently, I’ve found my soulmate. I know this with every ounce of my being. Every cell in my body craves him. Every part of my heart is his. Every inch of my soul is complementary to his. We fit together like puzzle pieces. We have the ability to plan a future, and frolick in the present as if the reality of the aforementioned doesn’t exist. It is with him I truly live, not merely exist. It’s mind blowing. But honestly, he didn’t save me from my demons. Not in the darkest of my hours to date. God saved me. My will to go on, that’s what saved me, and ultimately brought me to the point in my healing which allowed him to come into my life. That being said, since then..his love andm tenderness, his firm and consistent adoration and support..those are the life rafts which have kept me afloat in a sea of uncertainty. I have bad days. Everyone does and whoever denies it, only fools themselves. I sleep ridiculous amounts on some days when I’ve got no other obligation. Alarming as it may seem, it’s how I cope. I lose lots of sleep when I’m working or in school, and I binge sleep when the opportunity arises. Nevertheless, he takes care of me and watches over me. He’s the true definition of a soulmate. We are essential to one another. It is with his hand in mine I plan to take on the world. The ups and downs, twists and turns of the future do not frighten me in the slightest, because he will be by my  side. I’ll forever cherish him and all he does. It is said the darkest moments of torment we experience are rewarded with the utmost happiness in the end. I fully agree. He is my living proof. I love you William Riley. It’s truly a treasure to be loved by you.

until inspiration strikes again,
K♡

I Finally Found It.

Apparently I have turned into one of those notoriously unpredictable  bloggers, with several weeks of time spacing out my work. There’s a beauty in letting life happen, and writing it down later..I believe. Since I last blogged, I moved two hours from where I grew up, started a new college, made new friends, started a new job, and plenty more. It was when I decided to focus on myself as an individual, and where God was taking me in my life’s path, that everything I’ve ever wanted fell into place. I put my trust and strength in my heavenly Father, and boy did He deliver. I met an extremely charming, warm hearted, blue eyed handsome man with a breathtaking smile just a few weeks ago. We seemed to be meeting one another for the thousandth time, although it was the first. We came from similar backgrounds, have similar future goals, and ideals. We don’t agree on everything, goodness knows that’d be boring…but the important thing is that we can listen to and learn from one another. He’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, hands down. We started dating shortly after meeting. Hes absolutely incredible. A remarkable human being, and future pilot. I realize society puts a timeline together for how long a couple should take before reaching certain levels of comfort, or “milestones” if you will. As you know if you read my posts, I am definitely not conventional. I knew I loved him within such a small amount of time it made me question if I was starring in a romantic comedy. It’s kind of interesting, the myth of Zeus splitting humans in half, to spend their lives searching for the other. I’m obviously not a Pagan, but it seems we are indeed halves of the other, and yet whole in our own rights. I am independent, self sufficient, and self assured. I know I can take care of myself. Before him, every guy was a little threatened by that. Much to the contrary, he finds it attractive. I can see myself going somewhere with him. Somewhere great, with so much happiness my heart will swell with it. The funny thing about that…the physical location means nothing. I found my home. He has a heart in his chest, two gorgeous blue eyes, a precious smile and a voice that could calm the deepest seeded fears inside my soul. I. Am. Complete.

Until inspiration strikes again,

K

Misinterpretation in the Bible

There are plenty of scriptures which have been grossly misinterpreted, bent, and broken to fit the lifestyles of corrupt so called “Christians”..but today I’ve chosen one. Jesus is referenced as the shepherd of mankind. He guides and protects us, and redirects us when we stray from our paths. Many of us have heard “spare the rod and spoil the child”…and the unanimous interpretation, at least in my region, is that if one does not spank their children, they will become monstrous individuals. I was discussing this with a friend of mine who has children, and does not spank them. Contrary to popular belief, they are very well behaved and obedient. She refuses to parent through intimidation, fear, or anything of the sort. One might think this decision would result in defiant and rude children, but that isn’t the case at all. She talks to them when they do something wrong, explaining the effects and the “why” of the situation. This gives them a stronger sense of right and wrong, as well as the gravity of their choices. Mind you, her oldest son is barely three. Back to the staff and the rod.

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The rod, a club like piece of wood was used to defend the sheep from predators. The staff was a hooked stick used to hold them during sheering, to redirect wandering sheep, and on occasion to flick dirt at a sheep that was going too far from the herd.

until inspiration strikes again,
K♡

Some people are too close to see you

Sounds counter intuitive, but the ones closest to you may not be the ones who know you the best. I say this because it is how I live at the moment. When I joined the anon community I saw it as a way to connect with people who were like me. I’m very much the black sheep of my family, and I like who I am. I enjoy art, music, animals, far away places and I live with an open mind. I have an eagerness to listen to my fellow humans and their ideas. I am accepting of what is different, without condemning it. My family comes from a very small town with a lot of judgment and closed minds. I find that kind of lifestyle to be very stagnant and suffocating, so I am moving away and continue my education elsewhere. Of course, my family was less than supportive on the subject, but I decided to do what was best for me. I realize we are very different. While they fear and condemn what is unknown or different, I seek knowledge and experience from it. I’ve found that I can no longer grow as a person here, so I’ve planned to relocate next month. My friends are fully understanding and supportive, while most of my family is sure I will fail. This is really interesting to me. You’d think the people who have known and lived around me for twenty years would know me better than those I met a couple of years and even months ago, but that isn’t the case. However challenging this next step within my life may be, I am committed to sticking it out and learning a lot along the way.

until inspiration strikes again,
K♡