{ words for your week }

"What happens when we lose the things that anchor us? What if, instead of grasping at something to hold on to, we pull up our roots and walk away? Instead of trying to find the way back, we walk deeper and deeper into the woods, willing ourselves to get lost. In this place where nothing is recognizable, not the people or the language or the food, we are truly on our own. Eventually, we find ourselves encumbered by the past or the future. Here is a fleeting glimpse of our truest self, our self in the present moment. After that, maybe we can finally go home--or maybe not."

"What I found on the road was a tiny piece of myself, the one I kept unknowingly shuttered for so long in order to play the many roles I thought were mine. It was no cyclone, but these past few years I had survived my own personal disasters and realized I was strong enough. I was on the other side. In this new place, I could hear the whispering voice inside my head growing louder, my voice--not those of my parents or teachers or Carly or Muriel, even--telling me to live my life without fear or worry or doubt that nothing was going according to plan, as though such a plan ever existed in the first place."

I've been reading a memoir by Rachel Friedman called The Good Girl's Guide to Getting Lost, and when I read these passages I knew I had to share them with you. They tugged at my heart strings, as I'm sure they will yours. It's a really inspirational story and I'm glad I picked it from the book store.

For now, I'm off to get dressed, grab some coffee and a croissant (sometimes I treat myself to a croissant on Mondays because it makes me feel French and puts me in a happy mood) and will be heading into work for a little bit. Monday's are supposed to be my day off, I'm not sure how I ended up going back into work during them. Le sigh.


Thank you all so much for stopping by today. I hope these words help start your week off right. lovelovelove.

-C