New Year Resolutions
Having had one of the most enlightening conversations I have ever had- over a Mexican lunch with Dad- I stand now more affirmed of my direction in life than ever before. Immediately following my Mexican spiritual revelation I called my grandparents to apologize fore being an ungrateful hypocrite to them. I then apologized to my Aunt and Uncle for being unforgiving snob. I also spoke to my sister, passing the olive branch over the gorge of misery and resentment that has separated us for the past year. know I have a lot of growing up to do, but I like to think that my actions taken today were in the right direction. I wise woman knows when she's been wrong and knows when to admit it to those that she's hurt.
Know, just as I have finished watching Julie and Julia, a film I will now consider to be one of the absolute cutest movies that I have ever seen, I sit in my living room pondering my life and the year that is to come. My deep blue guitar and I stare at eachother each longing to be played by our missing boyfriend. Music seeps through the apartment walls. I curiously push my ear against the wall to overhear my neighbor singing and playing his guitar. It's in a language that I don't quite recognize. It could be some type of Spanish, but there's a hint of something else in his tone. Creole or some other Caribbean dialect. It sooths me in a way that I didn't expect. Like a little gift from the universe, thanking me for what I have done. Telling me to enjoy life once again.
Know, just as I have finished watching Julie and Julia, a film I will now consider to be one of the absolute cutest movies that I have ever seen, I sit in my living room pondering my life and the year that is to come. My deep blue guitar and I stare at eachother each longing to be played by our missing boyfriend. Music seeps through the apartment walls. I curiously push my ear against the wall to overhear my neighbor singing and playing his guitar. It's in a language that I don't quite recognize. It could be some type of Spanish, but there's a hint of something else in his tone. Creole or some other Caribbean dialect. It sooths me in a way that I didn't expect. Like a little gift from the universe, thanking me for what I have done. Telling me to enjoy life once again.