Lizzy Rae

Dear (Soon to Be) New York:

I’m sorry I have been avoiding the topic of your trip to NY. Or that when you bring it up I just start getting overly excited for the opportunity that you have to work there for a month and a half. Now, that may come across like I don’t care and that I can readily move along with my day to day while you are gone. It may seem like I won’t miss you every second of every day. Like for example, that I won’t miss you every time I watch Crime Dramas, make dinner, have sushi.  Or every time I give Buddy ice and secretly want to make him jump for it even though mom says we can’t. Or when I can’t help but think in analogies when trying to explain things, because that’s how you do it (PS it drives me crazy). I guess it probably seems like I won’t miss you during those times when I am reminded of what you would be doing.

Now I know you are not dying, that you are coming back in a month and a half, and that you are going to be having so much fun while you are there, hence the excitement that I express every time we talk about your trip. But I want to take a minute to set the record straight okay?

That month and a half, while you may think I can handle it, feels like years and it hasn’t even started.

I will miss you like crazy. Every second of every day. I hope I can come visit you.

xoxo

I love writing. I love expressing myself through words whether it be here or in a journal or on a dry erase board at work. I love to write. Whether no one ever reads it or all of the subscribers in the world read it. I love it.

I didn’t realize until recently exactly how much I needed that creative outlet. That outlet used to come from writing songs, writing lyrics, but as I got older and my expectations got higher writing songs became more of a stress than a way to let go.

So I began to blog. I wrote about what I was thinking when I was thinking it. But it’s so hard not to get stressed out by wanting constant relevant content. But there are no rules, no requirement of subscribers or readers, there is no need to think about Google analytics or feedburner numbers. It’s hard not to get sucked up into that and to just concentrate on the reason I started. To write.

So forgive me for taking a break from blogging. I was swamped with work and overwhelmed with the details of starting a new blog for my sister and I to enjoy together, talking about cheap fashion and beauty tricks and tips.

I guess at work I spend so much time seeing other people’s gorgeous designs and amazing content that I forget that I have something to offer, if not to anyone else then to myself, just by letting myself breathe and process the days. Live life in the moment a little more and quit sweating the small stuff.

xoxo