Wow. I can hardly believe nearly three years has gone by since I have written anything.
My my how times change. One thing hasn't, this doesn't get read by anyone, so it doesn't really matter too much.
Since my last blog in 2012...
I have created new lasting friendships, had and lost relationships and got a new job! That job has led me to my new home in Ohio. I honestly never thought I would relocate for a job, having chickened out before. I suppose last time it just wasn't right and deep down I knew it. I had a constant thought of 'how can I do this?' In October of 2013, when this opportunity came knocking, my thought was the exact opposite, 'how can I not do this?'
I will not lie, my first six months or so here were very difficult to handle. It was lonely outside of work and I really did not have a strong desire to socialize. I was worried I would end up hating my job or my boss hating the work I did and then what...
Today could not be any farther from that. I am truly blessed to have a great job, to have met some wonderful people, and to have fun hobbies to fill my time and give me something to enjoy. I never considered myself a very crafty/artistic person. Heck I make ugly stick people! But the ceramics class I have been attending opened up a whole new world of artsy-ness!
I admit, I think about home all the time. I miss my family and few close friends like you wouldn't believe. It makes me sad to feel like We may be drifting apart, but then I stop and think. I know in my heart that will never happen with those people.
My parents have come to visit a couple times and we have gone to cedar point, which was a great time. My sister came to visit before she moved to Tampa. I can't wait to go visit her :-).
Life is not without roadbumps... Of the great friends I have made, I've had to say goodbye too... Losing such a wonderful person at such a young age. Heartbreaking. Wishing I could have helped her, wishing she would have called me back that weekend. A poor young soul, utterly broken, seeing no way out. I would never consider her a coward. I just wish she wasn't broken inside. And I wish someone would not have broken her the way they did. I have no doubt it played a role in what happened. I think of her every day, wishing I could send a text or give a call just because.
Some of the hardest days I've had to deal with and not have my person there. Everyone has a person. A rock to lean on that is someone you can bear your soul to and they do the same. I miss my person. My best friend in this entire world. I don't know when I will see her next but I can't wait!
Hmm then there's my romantic life. Mostly nonexistent, as usual. Haven't seriously dated anyone since, well, 2008....? And that one went oh so well. Crap that's a long time. Sad me haha. I need to find a good, decent, honest man that wants to be in my life on a regular basis. This sporadic seeing someone is driving me crazy.
Life goes on. Overall it is basically the same as it was before I moved, just with a different cast of people. Is it better, I'd love to believe so. Only time will tell. Maybe it already is, and it's just me who needs to catch up.