Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Being Present

The irony that this blog post is titled "Being Present" yet my last post was dated January is not lost on me. I haven't been present. Not on this blog, that's for certain. But I've been present in life. I've been enjoying myself and all of life's spenders. I've cried — oh yes, I have cried. I've smiled. So much so that my cheeks hurt. I've felt alive and I've felt alone. And I wouldn't trade it in for the world. 

If I look back years from now and remember that my reason for not blogging is because I've been doing things to blog about, then I'll be happy. I'll have laugh lines. I'll have heartache (to a certain degree). I'll have lived.  Until then, I'll share some quick updates on my life these past few months. 

My career path has not altered since I've last blogged. Rather, it's grown into more of an uncertainty. The agency I'm with and the team I work with are great. Seriously. I don't use this word often, nor do I use it lightly, but I truly love what I do and who is surrounding me while I do it. But it's an interesting thing, success. You think you want it when, but when you have it, is it ever what you thought it'd be. Is it ever really enough? Does your definition of success change? Perhaps this comes from my internal musings that what I do and consider my "job" isn't want to ultimately want as the quick Twitter bio of myself. My life. My legacy. I'm so much more than that. Life is so much more than that. 

Life is also about how is with you during the ride. A while back I wrote about a boy named Tyler. Tyler was a bust. For the quick and dirty, he was in Florida not too long ago and we had plans to meet up for dinner. However, I was greeted with a late night drunken text message that suggested a sexual hook-up. With a laugh and a sarcastic reply (because that's how I handle situations like that), he left Florida and the list of contacts in my phone. Needless to say, we didn't have dinner. We don't talk. We don't text. I do however occasionally creep him on Facebook — guilty. 

My failed attempts at romance aside, life has been fun. It's been an adventure I continue to ride until the good Lord tells me it's my stop. I'll work on giving you more updates to be present. 

Sincerely, 
Cybill