31 days

I love NYC.

I can't believe that we're down to the last 31 days of 2012.

Last week over dinner, my friends and I were talking about our year and I realized that it has actually been wonderful.  Yes, there has been very low points, but there has also been very high ones, and the best part about it all is that I've actually been present for every single one of them.  I was in the moment.  Experiencing the very low points and the very high ones.  I didn't run from them.  I stopped questioning them, too.  I just let them all in.  I allowed myself to feel.

And I want to hold on to that.

I want to fall head over heels in love and have it break my heart every single day.  But the good kind of breaking my heart.  The I-don't-need-you-but-I-don't-want-to-be-without-you kind.  Over dinner, my friend asked me what happened to that kind of love?  Because it doesn't seem to exist anymore.  I beg to differ.

We just don't allow ourselves to feel it.

But, it's there.

It'll always be there.

And we might just be happier people if we allow ourselves to feel that way.

If it ends up disappointing us, well, who cares?  We move on, right?