Sandcastles...

I didn't build many sandcastles as a kid. Playing in the sand wasn't really my thing, or game of choice. I preferred getting my feet wet and playing by the waters...

But it seems as an adult, all I do is build sandcastles...

let me explain...

We're use to hearing people state that they believe in fairytales. That they constantly believe in happily ever afters... and various "To be continues...". Well I've learned that my version of that is building sandcastles...

My dating life has become a large body of sand, in which I continuously build sandcastles with people, knowing that the lifespan of a sandcastle, regardless how perfectly made and beautiful, will never ever last. But I keep doing it, and not only do I keep doing it but I don't stop until the very last grain of salt has been washed away by the rapid waters of reality. Sometimes it's so silly that I begin to build right by the shore, knowing that my time is limited... But I continue to build. I see the beauty in all things, including the unstable, the uncertain, and the imperfect. Probably my greatest attribute intertwined with my biggest downfall...

Almost like I build sandcastles in hopes that it will turn itself into bricks or concrete and set a solid foundation... Like life itself will make something out of nothing... which means I guess I believe in fairytales... which means I believe in happy endings no matter the circumstance...

which means I'm trying too hard....

It means, that the more I continue to invest my time & energy on sandcastles the less time I will have to build something of substance... the more time I waste on nothing the more time I lose on building everything...

It's probably time I stop playing in the sandbox...


xoxo
signs the girl building fairytales...

Moving on

It's always fascinating to observe humans. One of the many observations that I continue to take notes on is how people cope with moving on from relationships. Different techniques & mechanisms. Not always understood, unless you're living & breathing their reality.

Some wallow in sadness, some seek comfort in others...while others vigorously make it their duty to let loose. All cooping mechanisms, all valid. Some always react the same, and others change it up depending on the situation. Essentially we all do something to cope. We all have ways to get past a certain situation and/or person. We find what works for us and do it, and sometimes we do so unknowingly, just natural defense kicks in and boom...we deal.

A very popular Spanish saying is "un clavo saca otro clavo" meaning "one nail drives out another nail" in literal terms... but the saying means, one person replaces another. As if the only way to essentially get over someone is to replace them. I was never too fond of the saying. I feel all screws leave different impressions in our lives and can't always be filled that easily. As much as we may assume otherwise. But I admit, coping, while having the comforts of someone, does feel a lot nicer, than the emptiness of your reality. God forbid you have to reflect on yourself and what happened in that situation, and do so alone...right?

It's interesting to watch how "quickly" or "slowly" someone moves on. Obviously this is all relative, but it's interesting none the less. I always felt I was one of those people that took forever to move on. Now I'm starting to think I just made that up. That I do in fact move on in due time and in fairly reasonable time. Just my approach is different each time. I've also learned than more often than not I'm better off alone, and often a better person when I am. Guess it's doesn't stop me from getting into situations I probably shouldn't.  But that's neither here nor there.

Like most of my writings, my final conclusion is that in life as much as we try to insist that there's a right & wrong way of doing things... there absolutely isn't. What exist is simply the way you choose to do it. Your reality should never follow the manual of someone else's life. We just aren't all built the same, so we shouldn't expect us to function the same. ever.


xoxo
signs the girl who moves on her way.

Denial...

Recently a video now hashtagged #HurtBae went viral (Video Below). It was basically a couple that use to date, having to face each other and discuss where things went wrong. It's a 6 minute video of pure pain that if you ever felt it before, you acknowledged it with every second of this video. Even if situations, circumstances were all different. Pain is the true universal language. A silent one we all seem to share.

Of course like most things these days, this video went viral. I woke up to memes, commentary, remakes of it everywhere. I personally love the internet because it can literally make a joke out of anything & everything, even someones pain. But some parts of this reminded me why I hate the internet sometimes. Mostly because it gives you an insight on how some people think and often that insight reminds you how in denial some people are.

You learn that we live in a society that is in true denial of the stupid decisions we each make. That most people don't admit the dumb things they have done in the past, especially when it comes to love. That so many people find it hard to admit that at some point they were dumber than the next guy. Which was exactly the case with this video. It was filled with commentary of people saying things along the lines of "that couldn't/wouldn't be me"...

When in fact it has been all of us, at different levels, points or stages of our lives. Maybe not following the same exact script, but we've all made some decisions that looking back (or currently) was really out of character or seemingly dumb. That we've all made rash decisions, life changing decisions based on the love we had for someone. Decisions are made every day based on how we feel about someone, and sometimes those decisions seem logical at the moment, because you can make anything sound logical if you care enough.

I might not do much right in life, but one thing that I will always commend myself for, is my true ability to at the very moment admit openly the dumb decisions I'm making. Something that can't be said about many people. Does it make me better? Absolutely not. Just means I do dumb shit and don't care to continue to do it, but I sure as heck don't live in denial about it. So when I see commentary of people on their denial boat it really makes me shake my head in disappointment. Disappointed at peoples inability to relate to situations, regardless how different it may feel from where we are. Most shit won't make sense to us, and it doesn't have to. But at least take a seat and understand you too have done some dumb shit in your life before...and likely are now...


xoxo
signs the girl that can relate & will always try to

Learning to let go...

If you were wondering...I still haven't mastered the art of letting go. When things aren't meant for me, it's like I hold on tighter. I fight the universe & try to show it that YES, this could work. Assuming I know best what I need, when really I just know best what my heart wants... at the moment.  

Only once did I hold on so tight it lasted a few years, but one too many times I held on for longer than I should have, regardless of the time frame. I always claimed not to be a stubborn person, but my actions have proven otherwise. I've proven to myself that not much can sway me when I truly want something to happen or work.

 Except time itself... Time has taken its toll on me before and eventually I just move on, almost like I wake up & decide I'm over it. But this doesn't happen until I put up one hell of a fight. Until I shove and push situations, self-inflicting so much unnecessary heartache & drama. I don't fully understand why I do it. As a person who is very aware and very open to seeing various sides to a situation, you'd think I'd make better decisions. You'd think once I see something is Black, I wouldn't continue saying but what if those hints of yellow, make it yellow, or yellow eventually...

 But this is me, this is what I do and what I know. I do not know how to immediately walk away because I have to experience things until I know I no longer can. I do not cut things short rarely ever, unless I want absolutely no parts of it. I rock it out until I just can't anymore. I do not know how some manage to be otherwise and I wonder what way is best. Truth is there is no right way of doing things, despite some assuming their way is the right way. I guess we all live how we see fit.

I need to consistently & constantly remind myself that what's meant for me will be mine no matter what. Be it right now, or 10 years from now. The universe makes things happen when they should. Remind myself that timing is everything, that despite it feeling like right place, wrong time...there is no such thing... because this is exactly when this story was meant to be told... That the only time we truly have is right now, so this is what is suppose to be happening, no matter what I do...

But it seems that no matter how aware I am of these things, part of me still wants to try a little more, push a little more...just in case... just in case it needs some work on my end... just to be reminded time & time again... if it's not meant for you, it won't be...no matter what you do...

 xoxo
signs the girl that tries too hard sometimes..

Barack VS Donald

I assure you this is NOT a political post, by any means. Plenty of bias opinions here, but this isn't about my opinion on 2017 current political events... I'm here to write about myself...and about dating...

Throughout these last few weeks we've been witnessing the transition from Barack Obama to Donald Trump, and within this sad transition, we have been witnessing a difference in character between two married men. It's all fun & games to look at the million memes, like the this one...

But the reality is... we've all dated a Donald before and we've all wanted, or have, or had a Barack before. A cold shoulder, non publicly affectionate guy, VS the guy that looks at you like you're the best thing to ever happen since white bread... 

Trust me when I say I've dated a few Donald's or at least people that had his tendencies (based on the images being shared in the internet, who knows what this man is like privately) Men that you kinda have to guess if they are into you or not. Who crack jokes on you, before they tell you you're beautiful, who make very little effort to remind you just how dope you really are. Men who kinda make you feel like you should be more thankful for them, than they are for you... 

Obviously you're aware how awesome you are and try to convince yourself that you don't need that reassurance from anyone...

Until you meet someone who does...you meet someone that does in fact make you feel like you're the most amazing thing they've ever been around... someone who looks at you the way you only thought existed on TV...Then your mind is officially blown. You are so tainted though that you immediately question someone that praises you too much. You side eye anyone making too much of an effort, and for a split second you're kinda like OH SHIT, is this how it's suppose to be?? 

Then you realize, you might not NEED constant praise & reassurance, but you should WANT to be with someone willing to shower you with praise. You should want someone that makes you question everyone else & how they felt. GIVEN, not everyone shows affection the same, and often these things don't always make one person better than another... 

BUT...

don't ever settle for Donald if he doesn't acknowledge your greatness... don't ever settle for anyone that doesn't see how dope you really are. Don't settle for anyone that makes you think you need to change things about yourself in order for them to love you... 

Anyone that you settle for should consider you everything they've been waiting for.... 

otherwise... he ain't the one.

xoxo

signs the girl whose only seeking Barack... 

Live for the moment...

                        "Hola, Amor!! Sometimes from time to time you encounter souls that simply align with your energy. People who calm your mind and make things simply feel...right... Embrace those people, enjoy them for as long as you have them. Life is ever changing & we don't know what tomorrow holds, but today... today it makes sense...so let it...xoxo ElizTalks"

That was my morning message this morning to my friends & Family... basically a message to myself.

Sometimes we become so afraid of enjoying a moment based on all the bad moments we've previously experienced. So much so that we forget to live it. We forget to be grateful for it... we become skeptical & doubtful of what will happen later, that we don't fully notice the right now. We smile with our heads full of doubts. We embrace with a heart full of fear. Almost like we're constantly saying "I know this is good, but for how long?". As humans we have fooled ourselves into believing that if we anticipate the bad, then when the bad comes it won't feel as bad. When in reality that's never true. It still hurts...except you spent all the good prepping for it. So it all turns out to be a loss...

So why do it? Why spend your time worried over something that may never happen. Or if it does what's the point of worrying the whole way there?

This is not to say to blindly let go of fear. This is not to say to ignore the caution signs and run to a dead end street... It's simply to say, if it's good right now...let it be good. Get this goods fullest potential and deal with the road ahead when you get there. Reality is you don't know where any path leads, we simply assume the whole way through.... We walk all these roads of life unaware of it's twist and turns.

Life is basically one huge plot twist....

Trust me, I know... because I've just encountered another one of mine...and I'm still deciding if to embrace it for all the good or to run because of all the bad it might or might not eventually lead to...

xoxo
signs the girl who is never fully convinced

Catch the bouquet...

I'm not sure if I mentioned it before, but a few months back I attended a lovely wedding in the Dominican Republic. I've attended a few weddings here & there, haven't been to a wedding I haven't enjoyed.

Like all weddings the bride tossed her bouquet to a bunch of single gals wishing to one day be in her place. I assure you in my 30 years of life, I had never bothered to catch it, either because I didn't care to be married, I was already married, or simply the thought of being married again terrified me...So I usually sat this part out.

Except this time... This time... I too was that gal wishing to one day be in her place. This time I held my long dress up, put my game face on & stated... I'M CATCHING THIS BOUQUET...

& jumped...

jumped like if my future wedding depended on this single catch.

& sure enough... I did... I caught the freaking bouquet.

I felt triumphant, Frolicked around the dance floor with my arms in the air, super excited & happy because I caught it...

This is me... way too happy to be holding the bouquet

which means I'm next...right?? 

Then when the excitement settled, I realized superstition can only get you so far, babygirl.

So there I was, still a single girl, except this time I had this bouquet in my hands... except this time I realized, HOLY SHIT... I want to get married. So bad, that I participated in foolish games simply because somehow the universe was going to make that happen for me just because I caught the bouquet.

If only it worked that way...

If you had asked me 3.5 years ago...(heck if you asked me 1 year ago) if I wanted to get married again, I'd probably laugh in your face, roll my eyes and say some type of snarky remark.

But somehow that changed this year...Not sure if turning 30 attributed to it, or if it was officially meeting someone I really wanted to be with (you'll hear about this story one day)... but somehow this year I became that girl that wanted the wedding again... I became the girl that saw her life with someone... I became the girl that jumps up to catch bouquets... I became the girl I thought I lost many moons ago...

& you know what... I don't mind her. I don't mind her one freaking bit. I love this new found want & desire to be open to a future with someone. I've been so closed to it that I had previously found myself in questionable situations and it makes sense why. I just wasn't ready.

Now I am...

Not to say that changes anything... you likely won't be getting wedding invites next month.... but who knows...maybe one day...

I did catch the bouquet after all... & they say it means I'm next...

You can't see me in this pic... But I assure you...I CAUGHT IT ...

xoxo
signs the girl that somehow believes in fairy-tales again...