A year.

So I decided today during my well planned out procrastination 

that I'd look back at what I posted a year ago this week. 

A reflection, if you will. 

I've changed so much within the last year, 

and looking back at that post made me proud of how far I have come. 

At this point last year, I had been completely cut off by someone 

I fell head over heels for, 

and who I had in my life for about six years. 

He knew everything about me. 

And he walked out so gracefully, you would have thought he was in a ballet.

I was devastated and yet at the same time, 

I was still exploring my new city, and getting to know people who eventually

 became angels that I couldn't imagine living my life without. 

These simple little lessons are ones that carve you into your ideal self. 

"I've lost a lot, though, too. That comes naturally when you travel over 700 miles away, and I understand that now. We all grow, and like trees our roots spread and thrive where they find they are most alive. I've learned that in order to grow, sometimes you need to let the past be the past. And as much as you would have dropped everything for someone, it's completely worthless if they wouldn't help to pick that everything back up and hand it to you."

 At this point, I had began letting go of fears that had 

for a very long time dictated my life.

I walked outside in a tank top for the first time.

I started conversations instead of staying in bed.

I started to laugh a little harder,

fight a little stronger, 

and love a bit deeper.

To those of you who have followed this traveling soul for the past year, or two, 

I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Cheers to spring & laughing wholeheartedly.

C'est la vie.

xo, 

K.