A Love So True

 

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I’m In Love!

…No, not the kind of love you are thinking of. There are no glittery, diamond rings involved, no engagement pictures that look like they could have been swept off of a Pinterest Page, and certainly no long, confessional-style Facebook postings declaring my never ending, till death do us part, love. There is no white dress, no bridal shower being planned, organized, and color-coded, no cake that needs to be taste-tested. You see, I am experiencing a different kind of love, a love that is seemingly forgotten about, a love that is consistently brushed to the side.

I am in love, absolutely head over heels,  drunk in love, swept off of my feet in love…with the life I have created for myself. 

There I said it. There are no bells, whistles, or wedding bells involved in that statement, but yet, it is the truest, most organic, most powerful statement one can say (maybe next to “I do”). To love your life, to look at everything you have around you, to compare where you once were and where you are now, and to say “THIS is what I’ve always wanted. This is where I am meant to be”, well, there is nothing more empowering, nothing more liberating, than that.

Right now, I am at an age where many of my friends are getting married and taking that next step in life of either getting engaged, getting married, or having children. They are announcing their wedding plans, posting photos of their showers, and making sure that every part of the process is being documented and uploaded for the world to see (does an engagement even exist if you don’t post something on social media about it…haha, just kidding, of course). I am completely happy and supportive for those that know they are ready for such a commitment. This is what they want, and as I always say… to each his own. While I am no where near ready for any kind of commitment like that (hey, I can’t even keep my cat at my own apartment for goodness sakes), I have nothing but an undying respect for those individuals.

But then, naturally, as almost everyone does whether they want to or not, I compare their lives to my own. Why is my life not as “stable” as others my own age, why do I feel like my life has no real sense of “routine”, no real sense of “purpose”? I jump around from event to event, from meeting to meeting, and seem to always be going in a million different directions at once. I can’t even remember when two days were the same in my life, and every day seems to begin and end in a new chapter in my book.

But….I wouldn’t want it any other way. 

THIS is the life I have always wanted….one that is filled to the brim, the very tip top edge, of exciting, unique, and completely outrageous things. I feel like I am riding shotgun on a spaceship to Mars…it’s going a million miles a second and you don’t even have a spare moment to wrap your head around what is happening. You can’t even get up to use the restroom, because you are afraid you might miss a glimpse of a shooting star (or ET).  The ride might get a little bumpy, a little shaky, and the velocity might temporarily paralyze you, but in the end, this is the exact ride I want nothing more to be on.

No matter what happens in my life, I know that I will always choose happiness. I will always go above and beyond to make sure that no matter where I am or what I am doing, that I am in love with my life before anything else. While the idea of marriage is perfect for some people and for some lifestyles, I can whole heartedly say that it might not be for me…at least, right now anyways. The idea of traveling to India, wandering the streets of Tokyo, helping children in Algeria, visiting Elephant sanctuaries in Thailand…that gets my heart pumping and my bones rattling. Until the idea of marriage can do that, can make me feel that way I do when I think about the things I love, then for now, I am vowing to make sure I live the craziest, most unconventional life possible.

“I’m Restless.

Things are calling me away.

My hair is being pulled by the stars again.”

-Anais Nin

 

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The Photos that Captured it All

So I wanted to lighten up the mood a little bit on here, considering I seem to have a habit of getting a little deep in my posts. Yes, I love talking about life and the meaning of it, but I want to keep things fun and interesting. So, below is my life through pictures…many pictures from my travels in high school, college, and everything in between. While I’ve experienced quite a bit already, I cannot wait to add to my collection of unique photographs and unforgettable stories. Welcome to my picture book. 

Me!

Me!

On my flight to London . Somewhere in the sky, USA

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      My high school trip to Europe! South of Germany, Germany

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In the mines in Salzburg. Salzburg, Austria

Vienna

Private concert in Vienna. Vienna, Austria

Prague

Me and the Prague skyline. Prague, Czech Republic

Bartending

Back when I got a bartending job. Dresden, Germany

Borat

The time I met Borat…Dresden, Germany

Prague

My friends and I in Prague. Prague, Czech Republic

Hostels

The coolest hostel I’ve stayed at. Hamburg, Germany

My Home for the summer. Dresden, Germany

Family

My amazing family enjoying some beers by the Rhein River. Cologne, Germany

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Sambuca shots with the family. Cologne, Germany

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Amsterdam, The Netherlands

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Dublin, Ireland

Prague

Before our pub crawl. Prague, Czech Republic

 

Friends

The friends I’ve made for a lifetime. Dresden, Germany

Paris!

Eating escargot for the first time. Paris, France

Best Place to Eat

The best place to have dinner in Paris. Paris, France

Notre Dame

Hanging out by Notre Dame. Paris, France

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Paris, France

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What’s more French than drinking wine in front of the Eiffel Tower? Paris, France

View out Window

View out my window. Somewhere in the south of Germany

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Hiking in Cinque Terra. Cinque Terra, Italy

Roma!

First time at the Colosseum. Rome, Italy

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Lobster Ravioli . Rome, Italy

Hostel

Making new friends at our hostel. Munich, Germany

Switzerland

Airborne. Zurich, Switzerland

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Exploring London with my mom. London, England

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You must be a Snog to eat here. London, England

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Red Phone Booth. London, England

Faith in Fate

“Like a river flows so surely to the sea, darling so it goes some things are meant to be”

FATE

I am a true believer in fate. I believe that our futures are written in the stars, and that there is some big grand, marvelous plan out there devised and molded for each and every one of us. Things are meant to happen for a reason. Why? Because there is a bigger purpose behind everything, and whether we know what that purpose is or not, there is always some kind of meaning dug deep under everything we do. In my mind, coincidence does not exist. Things don’t just happen “just because”, because if coincidence existed, if coincidence was real, that would imply that there is no deeper intention behind our actions. And there is always an intention, always a reasoning, behind everything we do, big or small, significant or minuscule, known or unknown. Sometimes we are scared of making the wrong decision, of going to down the wrong path of life, but in hindsight, when you look back on those moments of unknowing, you understand that those moments and doubts lead you to this very second; this moment in time that only happened because those things you went through and those feelings that you had happened for a reason.

I believe that the people we meet, the jobs we have, the friends we make, the places we travel to, they all have a purpose in the big scheme of things. Think of that one person that you have met that opened up doors you didn’t know existed. Think of the all the other people you met through that one friend, think of all the things you did and the things you experienced because of that friend. Were you introduced to a new passion in life that you hadn’t discovered until that moment? Maybe you did something you would never have done before because that person pushed you to do it and encouraged you in ways no one else ever had.

In my own life, and through my own friends, I rediscovered my passion for writing because I had a friend that had a blog and encouraged me to do it (hi Christina!); through a guy I knew that lived in Chicago, I discovered my love for the city known for their once a year green river; through a PR professional I met in college, I found what would eventually be my career path; and through my boyfriend and best friends, I experienced just how fun country concerts in the summer are. While I do talk to most of those people still, they, and many many more, have impacted my life in ways that are, in the truest sense, everlasting.

I talk about all of this, all of this “everything happens for a reason” mumbo jumbo, because I am experiencing something right now that I can only hope is meant to be. It’s not something I saw in my future, and it certainly doesn’t define me or what I want, but I can only wish that for right now, for this time being, I am right where I am supposed to be. I recently passed up something that others thought was my “meant to be”, but I knew in my heart that the timing just wasn’t right, that it really wasn’t what I wanted but rather just seemed like the best option at that time. It has been a roller coaster of a ride trying to figure out what it is exactly that I want, and for those that know me, they know just how indecisive a person I am, but pushing aside all of the unknowing in my life, there is one thing I know for certain. I have full faith in my fate.

I have no idea what my “dream job” would be, I have no clue as to where I want to live (problem: I have a tendency to fall in love with every city I go to) , and I can hardly figure out what being a “young professional” means. I change my mind about what I want to do with my life about 27 times a day, and I am constantly searching and looking for a sign that will just point me in the right direction.

But all of that really doesn’t matter. The worrying, the fretting, the anxiety over everything is just plain silly. And more than that, it’s exhausting. You can’t live your life creating these hypothetical scenarios of every different way your life might turn out (I am SO guilty of this). Do yourself a favor. Trust that right now, wherever you may be, that you only have GREAT things ahead of you. Everything leading up to this moment was made to happen, and everything building up to your future is already there…it’s just waiting for you to find it.

Photo Credit: http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/photography

Ice Breaker

Enjoying dinner with my mom

Tapas Bar in London

 

Now that I’ve officially figured out how this whole blogging thing works, and let’s be honest, I’ve become mildly obsessed with it, I think it’s about time I do a little introduction of myself…mainly because right now I kind of feel like the voice behind the green curtain (think Wizard of Oz here). So, minus the booming voice, here’s a little bit about me, and what I’ve been doing in my life up until this point.

Let’s start…I was born at a very young age. Haha, just kidding, that is my dad’s joke and had to use it just to flatter him. Let me say it again, that is my dad’s joke, not a joke that I would ever use on my own. I swear my jokes are much better than that, but of course, I’m a little biased..

Let’s try again…

My name is Andrea and I’m currently living in the CLE (for those of you that aren’t up-to-date on your slang, that’s Cleveland, Ohio). I have lived here all my life, and although I moved to Columbus for four years while I was in school, I moved back home right after graduation, and am now living with my three favorite roommates (aka my parents and brother). I have no complaints about moving home after graduation…yes, you have to adjust your definition of what “sanitary” means, because the college definition and the “living at home with mom and dad” definition are a wee bit different. You might have that moment where you feel like you’re in high school again, and it’s totally and completely unacceptable to throw an “after party at your place” after a night out, but the tradeoff for all of that is homemade dinners (major winning), clean laundry (God bless it), and the lack of stale beer odor. Oh, and saving money. Money is always a plus, especially after four years of college broke-ness.

Anyways, getting back on track. So, I am a recent graduate of Ohio State University, otherwise known as the best damn school in the land, and I graduated with degrees in Strategic Communication and German, with a minor in Professional Writing. I absolutely LOVED school and all the friends I made there, although I just did not love Columbus the way I did Cleveland. There might be some truth behind that whole “home is where the heart is,” thing, but then again, I’m not one for clichés.

I have six main absolute loves of my life, and exempting my family, friends, and boyfriend from this list, here they are in order of obsession…

1. My cat. She is the cutest little animal to grace this earth. I’d like to think I haven’t become a “crazy, cat lady” yet, but friends are telling me otherwise. I’m in denial…

2. TRAVELING! If you didn’t know that this would be on the list, you seriously need to catch up on this blog

3. Coffee-This really should be on the list five times, just to emphasize my point

4. Frank’s Hot Sauce/Anything Spicy- It’s amazing that people can eat eggs without this stuff. Frank is my main man, end of story

5. I like NOT planning things. Spontaneous trips and random adventures are totally my thing

6. My drink of choice? A bloody mary, extra spicy, extra olives.

So, in a tiny, little peapod of a nutshell, that’s me.
I love life and even moreso, I love the people in it.

“A stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words.”
-F. Scott Fitzgerald