So, this is what happens when I can't sleep...I rediscover my blog.
It's been sinfully long since I last posted and I decided tonight was the night for an update.
A lot has happened since I last posted in October.
Dave & I met in Dubai.
It was fucking incredible.
I can't find the words to properly describe it.
Modern. Exotic. Unfamiliar.
It's weird to say, but it almost felt like home.
I feel that Dave and I could live there if his work ever took both of us to that part of the world.
The scent in the air was even different.
It was like spice, sea, and dust all mixed into one.
We rode camels, went dune bashing, hit up the souks (markets) and took a city tour.
It's glamorous and old world all at the same time.
If you ever get the chance, I highly recommend that you go.
Our wedding has been completely downsized.
*HUGE sigh of relief*
We are going back to having an intimate and small event.
Our guest list is now cut down to less than half of the original list.
I think so many people forget it's about the marriage, not the wedding.
So we're going back to basics.
I've been missing Sean a lot lately.
The fact that he won't be there when we say, "I do" cripples me each time I think about it.
My best friend is gone.
I had to explain to my nephew today that people don't have cell phones when they die...
*insert buckets of tears here*
For awhile after he died, I would call his phone just to hear his voice on voicemail.
There is, and always will be, a Sean shaped void in my life.
The silver lining on this cloud is that I met my wonderful future husband.
I'm taking 15 credit hours this semester.
It feels so good to be back in school.
I love enriching myself and learning new things.
I'm a nerd.
I've been trying to better my life lately too.
I have positive affirmations about my body stuck to my mirror.
I finally have hips now!
Curves are sexy.
Weight (one way or another) has always been a struggle for me.
Remember when I weighed 105 in high school?
That wasn't from being healthy.
I'm also trying to look at being bipolar in positive ways.
On manic swings I'm more productive and my house is immaculately clean.
Basically, what I'm trying to say is that any situation can be turned into something positive.
I could beat myself up every day for the things I'm not.
Or I can celebrate the greatness of the things I am.
Try it for a week and I promise you'll feel better.
I hope this post finds you all well.
XOXO,
Allie
Allie
