Oh hi, it’s been a while… huh? Try maybe five or six months? Well, to review my last few posts and my reasons for slacking off, I was in the midst of leaving my job, packing up my life, and moving to a completely different state. It was all pretty intense and a ton of hard work. I never realized how much “stuff” I had. After day three or four of packing, and realizing how much room in my car that I DIDN’T have, I just started to throw some things out.
It’s kind of exciting and freeing knowing that you’re moving to a place where no one else knows you, your past, your weaknesses, and your faults. You can pretty much create a new self image if you wanted to. Once I settle in Rehoboth, I started to think about starting up my blog again. I thought about writing about my moving experience, my new surroundings, and even some new recipes that I came across. I chose not to. My reasoning? I looked at everything that was happening around me as a process, a “step” if you will. We all grow and become apart of our own personal journeys. Our journeys, however, are also learning experiences. So, with that being said, I didn’t want to start blogging again until I learned and perhaps realized some things about myself, and life in general (deep, right?) ;)
What else have I been doing over these last few months? For one, I never could have imagined that I would be living at the beach. I am seriously so blessed and grateful to have the opportunity to do so. This summer was probably the craziest summer that I ever had. Like I always say, my life should be filmed, and I should have my own TV show. Talk about entertainment! Of course nothing would be the same without my partner in crime, Andy, by my side. We’ve already talked about how this summer will probably be one that we won’t forget for the rest of our lives. Rehoboth and Dewey Beaches are honestly a way of life, and you need to experience time here to understand.
With that aside, I decided that my comeback post won’t be about a recipe that I came up with, or about me ranting over something I hate about society. This post is going to be about 5 things that I’ve learned over the last few months; about myself, life, and others. It’s all my opinion of course, so feel free to agree or disagree…. you’re choice.
1. You never truly appreciate the beauty of this world until you realize that you’re taking advantage of it. The ocean is probably one of the most beautiful things that you could look at. My first few weeks here I was obsessed with going to the beach whenever I could. I’d lay on the sand, take in the sun, smell the salty air, and hear the crashes of the waves a few feet away from me. Eventually that got old.. just like most things that come to us. Things that become routine become invisible. My example of the ocean may be a bit too large, but think about the changing of the seasons, no matter where you live. In Autumn things are losing life, going from green, to red, orange, and so on. Think about walking down the street with the sun shining, and leaves falling from the trees. Most beauty (natural beauty) is taken for granted. I realized that statement one day when I woke up early and went for a run on the beach. I saw the most breathtaking sunrise in my entire life. I stopped running, sat on the sand, and realized what I was witnessing, natural beauty.
2. Family is the most important thing. Yes, that may sound a bit cliche, but what I learned over the last few months is that you should try as hard as you can to keep strong ties with the ones you love. I chose to move away for college. After college I chose to move away from my hometown again without second thought. Yet again, I chose to move away from State College. That town was closer to my hometown than Rehoboth is. I’m not very fond of my hometown. People really need to get out of there and experience other things. My main problem was that I NEVER wanted to go back. I felt that way years ago when I lived in Philadelphia. Time after time came and went where I stayed where I was because I felt no need to visit the place that I hated the most. One thing that didn’t really cross my mind was my family that was still there. I was too busy exploring new places, meeting new people, and making new memories. Do I regret that? No. If I do have any advice from this, it’s to call someone in you’re family as much as you can. Even if it’s just to chat about nothing important, do it anyway. Don’t lose ties with anyone. Because whenever you do go back after a while, you might not fit in anymore, and it won’t be the same. Keep family close.
3. Love yourself more than anything. Before I moved to Rehoboth, I was still in my mode where I was like a robot for eating healthy and exercising almost every day. Realization here….. that shit does not matter. As long as you give your body what it wants, every thing else doesn’t matter. You can be obsessed with being fit and thin, but are you COMPLETELY happy? I for one could say that I’m not completely happy with myself and the way that I look, but I did realize that I will never be satisfied. A happy medium is fine by me. I spent so many years saying “no”. I said no to going out to eat because I was afraid to have something other than safe foods. I said no because I needed to hit the gym for an hour because I didn’t get there earlier in the day. I said no because I was going to visit Andy at Penn State that weekend so I needed to double up on workouts because I wasn’t going to get a workout in all weekend. Well you know what? I fucked up back then. I didn’t listen to what I really wanted. I listened to that voice inside my head telling me that I wasn’t good enough and that I needed to improve. I forgot to love who I was, the skin I was in, and to embrace that body that I was given. So please do me a favor and stop going overboard trying to improve yourself. You’re meant to look the way you look, live the life you were given, and to enjoy it. Stop missing out on making memories, laughing, and being who you really are inside.
4. Face your fears like a champion. Of course everyone always says to face your fears, but it really does help for you to grow. Sounds really, really stupid, but for the longest time I was afraid of driving. I was in a really bad car accident my senior year of high school where the car rolled three times. I wasn’t the driver. Everyone who was in the car walked away with scratches and bruises, but the accident obviously affected me mentally. The most I drove ever was from my hometown to State College, and that’s pretty much one highway road for 2 hours. I had to drive from Penn State to where I reside currently. I had no other choice. It was a 5 hour drive with roads that I was not familiar with. I did it though. I woke up at 3am just to make the trip because I didn’t want any other cars on the road. Since then, I’ve made a few other trips different places to visit friends and family. It all takes practice. Being afraid to drive was holding me back from so much. Another somewhat simple fear I faced recently was incorporating meat back in to my diet. I became a vegetarian by choice, mainly because it became a habit from something that I was harmlessly trying out. I started to feel like my body was in need of something after the last five years. This also ties in to loving your body and listening to it. I was afraid of eating meat again because it was so long since I had it, but I did it anyway. I feel great! I’m currently snacking on turkey as I type this. ;)
5. I have one final notation that I would like to share. First, I would like to ask you a question… What do you believe to be successful? I could answer that with all of the cliche and non meaningful answers, but I’ll skip to what I believe success to be. I want to wake up every day, have someone that I love and trust next to me, be happy, and just to be able to “get by”. I don’t need an important job. I don’t need to be shitting money and to sit my cubicle from 9-5 Monday through Friday. Talk about unoriginal. Yes, I went to college for an education. Yes, I went there to be able to better myself and find a career in which I can excel in, but why does that mean anything more than that? Why does success mean something along the corporate lines, benefits, paid vacations, weekends and holidays off, talking up myself, responsibilities, coworkers, or company ? Screw that. To me, success is smiling and getting by. Success to me is being content with the life that I life, taking in the beauty around me, enjoying the company of my loved ones, loving myself, and overcoming any fear or obstacle that comes my way. At the end of the day, I look at myself in the mirror before I go to bed every night. I only see myself,… I want to make myself proud, no else. I am me. I’m my own success at the end of the day.