She got so banged up in the move..
I’m currently in the process of obsessing about my window garden. I’m going to make window boxes to line my balcony and I’ve got the strawberries already growing in my AeroGarden.
I’m also working like crazy on the next Tokyolux line which I already want in my closet.
Colette is squealing in the background, this actually inspires me more than anything else.
Outside I can hear the geese squawking.. we live on the water now. This is a completely new thing for me and I like it. I’ve settled down quite well in this place with the huge, arched windows and sidewalk right to my best friend’s house. How could I not?
Yet still I cannot seem to shake that horrible feeling that permeates my entire body.
… and it’s tough. It’s tough getting help. Tough relinquishing this hold you have on your past. Tough getting through all of the small talk so you can get to the good stuff. I’m getting there and I can feel it.. but because of everything I have blocked out is holding me back. Someday I will have to accept the past and move on.
I just love being embarrassingly honest with you because I know in some ways it pays off. I would rather help you by sharing my own story; together we can conquer anything.
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aww!
thank you for linking me! yes i’m 1000% your blogging buddy. i’m of course returning the favor this very second π btw i adore how authentic your blog is and how visually cheery at the same time. that’s very much how i describe my insides and outsides.
Makes me feel better to know that I’m not the only one that struggles with thoughts of the past. I love your blog, Amber. Thanks for talking about stuff like this that no one else wants to touch. π