It's 2013, and every year at this time the word you hear most is
I personally LOVE this word, and I am one of those people who completely embraces change.
Because a change of heart, literally changed my life.
I've never gone in to detail of why my heart brought me to Florida, well in the essence of change I wanted to inspire those of you who may feel like taking a leap will lead to nothing but a fall, but if in your heart you feel a change, I suggest you follow it.
In the summer of 2010 My best girlfriend and I packed our bags and headed out for a couple weeks to Florida. It was August and we were both getting ready to restart classes in the upcoming weeks, it was our last hoorah.
I planned on suntanning on the beach, laying by the pool, pouring a couple strong drinks, and just living with out a care.
That previous summer was the summer my grandfather passed away, for those of you who have followed my blog for awhile you know the intense sorrow it caused me. Life was just a mess, and I was living just one day at a time. So with this trip coming up and knowing that I had no worries about anything back home, and it was time to just focus on being happy again.
We had the time of our lives, the beaches were gorgeous, the sun was hot, the drinks were sweet, and the boys, well they were not bad either. It was so perfect, it was paradise. I did not want to go home.
On our last night there at midnight we hopped in the car and drove to the beach, we wanted to see it one last time before we had to head back home.
When we arrived, we kicked off our shoes and sptinted out to the sand.
I remember the feel of the cold sand hitting my freshly manicured toes, I remember the sound of the waves crashing against the shore,and I remember the gorgeous moon being the size of Texas.
At that moment my entire world stopped spinning, the world froze, no one else was with me. It was just the moon and I. It's so hard to explain the sequence of feelings that ran through my body, but at that frozen moment I knew that I was brought to Florida on vacation for reason. I was meant to end up in this exact place for me to realize that THIS was exactly where I was supposed to be.
It was such an out of body experience, and one of the most overwhelming feelings I've ever had. Literally in the blink of an eye my whole world was changing, and I was going to let it.
I grew up in the same small town my whole life, I NEVER wanted to leave. After high shool My boyfriend of 6 years even tried to get me to move out of state and I turned him down, saying "I would NEVER leave my family". Yet here I stood out of no where now telling myself. "You need to leave, you need to be here." It was the first time in over a year, that I felt calm. That life wasn't a worry anymore. It was the first time I genuinely felt happy since losing my grandpa.
I boarded that plane back home, only to pack my bags and explain to my family what had happend. My parents were SO supportive and loving, they assured me that I was doing the right thing. Which totally meant the world.
& on September 26th, 2010 only a short month after my trip. I packed up my bags and hopped in my car to begin my journey across the country to my new "home"..
On September 27th I met Porter, and I never went back.
Change can change your life.
You'll never know unless you embrace it.