In just three days I’ll be turning thirty three! Honestly this year, I haven’t made an extremely big deal about my birthday like I’ve done in years past. I guess I’m excited, I’m over the shock of being in my thirties but this year, it’s been eh. My plans didn’t really come together until yesterday, and even with what I have planned, I’m not sure that’s really what I want to do. Where I really want to go.
This marks the fifth year I’ll be traveling for my birthday. My ‘new year’s’ have been spent in Barcelona, Milan, Germany, and last year, I pushed myself a created a tour of Italy! I can’t never tell you why I picked the country I did, but usually they pick me!
I’ve been a Nelly fan since I can remember! So when I got the opportunity to fly to STL, omg, I was elated! Unfortunately I researched where Nelly would be, but he was preforming the night prior in Vegas so I doubt I’d get the chance to run into him! Since I wouldn’t be seeing him, I did the next best thing, I explored the arch. The iconic Arch, I mean.
Its been quite a while since I’ve been able to get to a museum, and the government shut down is NOT helping! So when I am able to get my ‘art fix’ I’ll do it anyway I can, even if that means arriving at the airport twenty minutes early! SideNote: For a flight attendant, twenty minutes early is a very big deal. This was my second time in Albuquerque, so I had scoped out some of the art work that is on display at the airport. Unfortunately It was late, after a long flight so I was ready to knock out but I was determined to see and capture some of the works on display.
Fast forward to the next afternoon, and success! All the art work displayed is from students in New Mexico!
It wasn’t until recently that I realized, I was doing myself a disservice. I was focusing more on those who wasn’t there for me, on those who wasn’t loving me correctly, on those who just wasn’t for me instead of the people who were doing everything right. In my case, I was trying to show and prove that they had made a mistake by counting me out. I was willing to do whatever to get them to pay attention to me, show me their love. Needless to say, I’m off that.
I’ve decided to love those who love me. The people who willingly volunteer their time and energy to me. I’m going to be down for those folks. We all know life is too short, we throughly know that! So let’s change how we choose to interact!
I’ve been to Los Angeles more times than I can count, and I’ve only recently stumbled upon Venice Beach. I know, I know how does one ‘stumble’ but I did just that. Usually whenever I am passing thru LA, I go straight to Santa Monica Pier to partake in either Mexican food or hotdog on a stick, then make my way back to the hotel/airport. However it was such a beautiful day that I couldn’t stop myself when I kept walking towards Venice beach. I see now why everyone either bikes or skates because that forty minute walk was nothing to play with. FYI, While walking I lost my damn glasses!
Venice Beach isn’t what I was expecting, although I wasn’t really expecting anything. It reminded me of soho in NYC, with a bit of market street in San Francisco, and a double dose of free spirit galore. Since I was on a tight schedule I didn’t stop and look at all the art work that was displayed up and down the side of the boardwalk. But if you have the opportunity to visit, check out all the gems I missed out on. If you’re into street art, then Venice Beach is definitely the place for you. Any type of art really, there were ‘show time’ folks performing and an amazing skate (?) park, with plenty of bikers/skaters to catch the best tricks!
Note: Seems as the airport is close enough that you are able to see aircrafts take off frequently, while enjoying the views of the beach.
I thought long and hard about what I would say to you, If given the opportunity to speak to you, and I still have trouble finding words to adequately express my feelings. First, thank you for connecting with my Geraldine Garlick, the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, inside and out. Although y’all connection was short, It was long enough to create me! So for that alone, I thank you. I have no malice in my heart for you, and hope that you learn the errors of your ways before its too late to make amends. I’ve done all I can, and all I will to have a healthy father-daughter relationship with you. I promise I’m not mad, bitter or angry. I forgive you in advance for the apology that will come much later. You know the one … where you explain because you didn’t have a clear example of what a father should look like, you didn’t know what was expected of you, although Pops was an amazing grandfather. Or the excuse, that because I lived 200 miles away, and my mother ‘never’ let you see me, you didn’t know what else you could have done to raise me. Or the one where it seemed I was such an independent kid, It didn’t seem like there was any room for you to actually be a parent.
I’ve already forgiven you, now forgive yourself. I am not blocking you out of spite, but more out of protection for my sanity. I can no longer allow you to mistreat me, and I certainly will not allow you to disappoint/neglect my children (some day). How can I? At some point, I have to cut off the toxicity at the root before it has room to spread. I genuinely love you dad, but the love I have for myself surpasses that. Take Care Old man.
Love you to bits,
We have to start embracing change when its fighting to break through. We, myself included, have to stop waiting until Monday, the beginning of the month or the start of the New Year to see our changes through. As soon as you feel something needs to happen, make it.
Note to self; Get your ass up, be great, stop making excuses about why you can’t do something when there’s absolutely nothing you can’t do. Nothing!
For the majority of my writing it has focused on relationships, or the lack of them. Well I’m tired of that being my focus, especially when most of my writing is displaying the lack of relationships, lack of communication with the opposite sex. Nah, I’m going to focus on travel, food, and culture. I’m sure I’ll have a word or two about relationships, but it will not longer be a focus. I’m here for living my life, and writing about how good your first taste of French toast from Batter & Berries melts in your mouth. Or how serene it feels to listen to the church bells ring in a place where tragedy has struck.
Stick with me, You’ll love the ride. I promise.