Friday, June 28, 2013

1 Day left: It's the final countdown...

The day is here....just one last day of living in Europe and then I will finally return home...It's been an exciting and difficult road all at once. 
I have made so many discoveries about myself (isn't that why we North Americans head to Europe after all?).  Well, here's a quick summation:

-  I have made discoveries about people I loved (which have in essence made loving them impossible). 
-  I have realized that nothing is for certain. 
-  I have realized that it is possible to love with a broken heart. 
-  I have realized that just because someone knows something you don't, doesn't mean they're able to give you that information (it's about HOW things are taught, not WHAT is taught).
-  School is that last place one should go to get an education
-  I have always maintained that I am the luckiest girl in the world...and again it's proved to be true.  Everywhere I go, I am able to have the most meaningful new friendships.
-  I have become much more independent than I ever thought I could be and yet my family is still the most important to me.
-  I have accepted that being a singer comes with an expiry date...but have discovered that artistry does not
-  I have discovered that passion is like a flame, it needs feeding
-  Rules are made to be broken (unless someone gets hurt...then it's not worth it)
-  Sometimes giving someone else space is the best thing you can do for yourself
-  As free-spirited as I am...there is still a traditionalist in me (when it comes to love and romance)
-  Love knows no distance, disregards convenience and never considers time
-  Loving a person isn't a choice, committing to a person is....one can't regret loving, one can regret committing...or at least continuing to commit

Goodbye Amsterdam, it's been an adventurous 4 years.  I'm off to my next adventure.

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Day 4: nervous hello...

Excited and nervous all at once
Afraid it won't be what it was once
Heightened and pulsing, every nerve on edge
Shortened and shallow, every difficult breath
The anticipation of those first words, knowing I'll have nothing to say...
knowing you'll try to talk the silence away.
I wish we could just let our bodies talk.
That I could whisper in kisses, and speak with a touch.
I'm no good at words!
Please promise me you won't make me speak.
But look long into my eyes and you'll hear what I say.