Unconditional Love

A life without a little drama just would not be life, now would it my dear? I have had my fair share of unsolicited drama in the last few months that I will not particularly go in to detail about since the drama is not truly beneficial to repeat. It does, however, hurt.

Words hurt.
Intentional malice hurts.
Stares hurt.
Lies hurt.

Where do all of these actions hurt? My heart. The fact that people feel it necessary to do hateful and harmful things to another person without true warrant baffles my mind, to an extent. Then I bring myself back down to reality off of my lovely plushy cloud and remember, people are not me. Am I ignorant for not even wanting to waste my time knowing WHY someone would want to say or do mean things to me? I care....but I don't, since I know the truth about myself. I tell myself that tomorrow is a new day so don't let the petty things bother you. A new perspective of skepticism has grown in me after encountering certain people in my life that are manipulative, egocentric, and down right crazy. My guard is dropped down a little slower each time I meet a new person with the cynicism that they are not being 100% genuine. This could be perceived as a good or bad thing. I am still trying to get used to the feeling as I don't want to be perceived as standoffish or arrogant. But who the hell cares, right?!

A recent lie was said about me to try to get me into trouble by my peers. The most ridiculous lie that would make me seem as though I had zero respect for myself, my family, my friends, and my career. It is an empowering feeling to know the truth though. I had no qualms telling my family what was going on in my life and what was getting me upset. That right there just reinforced to me that being upfront and truthful is the smarter path in life. It's not always easier but in the long run it makes the ride of life a whole lot smoother.

The drama is just minor speedbumps in life. Just keep driving.

Some little things are worth smiling for

"I change shapes just to hide in this place
But I'm still I'm still an animal
Nobody knows it but me when I slip, yeah I slip
I'm still an animal" - Miike Snow, "Animal"

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After spending as much time as I possibly could with my family this summer as My dynamic family, god love us.

they live out of the country I tried to make the most of every moment. One of the realizations that I have uncovered as I become what some may call an "adult" is to be nice and respectful to your parents. HA! Sounds crazy but it's true. I love my family, the whole crazy bunch of them. I have learned to hold my tongue and smile when someone may say something that was a flat out brain fart. Or when asked to do a quirky task I think about how everyone's personality is different. I would not say my parents are my best friends but they are the best parents that I could ever have. They have allowed me to make mistakes and explain later why I chose to do what I did. Like the time I went to see the first Matrix movie (1997? 13yrs old) at the midnight showing in Sao Paulo, Brazil with my boyfriend Ben who I was in love with, of course. I was supposed to return home immediately after a group dinner outing. Instead, the rebel and lover in me knew I would be safe and sound in Ben's arms at the theater. I don't remember watching anything at the theater. Neither did Ben. I just remember the butterflies in my stomach and how happy I was that night. My dad was mad that I didn't call (pre-cell phone era) and all he wanted to know was where I was that night and was I ok. My parents have always let me be free as long as I communicate with them. That created this wonderful guidance from a distance. The zest for life that I have now was created by both of their spirits.

Be nice to your parents because time is limited with the ones we think will always be there for us. May seem somber but it is the truth. Smile at your parents. Tell them they did a good job at raising you, which couldn't have been easy, who are we kidding!? :) Even though we feel there is an unconditional love present it shouldn't be taken for granted. I don't tell my parents I love them enough. It pours through my eyes when I say goodbye to them and after I talk to them on the phone but the love does not pour out of my mouth as much. Why is that? They KNOW I love them...right?

My unconditional love for my family is evident. I would do anything for my family. It is not my place to judge but to offer loving guidance. The unconditional love that I have for a select few friends is so abundant. Going above and beyond for my friends; caring when it seems no one else cares; laughing when NO one gets your jokes; picking up where we left off; sharing peaceful moments of silence...these are the fulfilling qualities that I give and receive in my unconditional love-ships.

So all the drama that comes my way, I can handle it and stand my ground because I have my unconditional love foundation that keeps me level.

thank you!
beijos...