This summer was pretty monumental for me, to say the least. I ended a three-year relationship, moved to a new city, started a new job and did my best to keep it all together when inside I was falling apart. There were a lot of constants to keep me on track–yoga, cats and family–but the past three months were truly an experiment in change, in stepping outside my comfort zone and in redefining who I am.
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In many ways this should have been the worst summer of my life. And maybe it was. But looking back on it like this, I can see that the breakup was just a blip in an otherwise full and fun and beautiful life.
This summer was bittersweet, yes, but it was good. Kind of like chocolate chips, which are actually great.
I hit my lowest lows this summer but I also hit some pretty high highs. I’ve made friends. I’ve made my apartment my own. And, dare I say it, I’ve made a life here–by myself and for myself–that I really love. Not bad for three months.