Granted I’ve been meaning to make this post since, well, two weeks ago, I figured it’s better late than never, right? I’ve never made a goals post before, but I’m a huge fan of proactive living and after seeing a bunch of others… I felt inspired to finally make one myself.
Click the read more to see what my October goals are (it’s never too late to make them). Maybe they’ll inspire you to do the same!
I know, I know… I’ve been a little absent as of late, but I promise it’s for a good reason! I’ve been having the time of my life, gallivanting around Europe (Germany mostly, but we’re headed to France in a couple days), and making little stops along the away. It’s been go-go-go since the night I got here two weeks ago, and I only just stumbled upon a free moment to sit down and write out my thoughts.
Today was one of those days where it felt like I had lost control of my own life. It was as though time were passing me by and I had zero control of where my life was headed. Don’t get me wrong, I’m at such an exciting and pivotal point in my life right now; but at the same time, a part of me is always reaching for what used to be. I am in love with, of all things, the past.
Today I came to the realization that I just need to take a deep breath, gather myself, and learn to slow down. I’m always searching for the next best thing, awaiting this or that, hoping that the time will pass faster so that I can achieve x-y-z. I acknowledge that I need to stop sometimes and appreciate what I already have… but when there’s so much changing and growing and evolving within such a short amount of time, I find it difficult to keep track of the weeks as they pass. I realized I need to learn to savor each moment as it transitions to the next.
It sort of goes without saying, but as of late, my life has been absolutely crazy. Not crazy in a bad way, but crazy in a good way. Here you can see ‘What’s Next’ in Heather’s grand plan as well as some positive little updates that have taken place along the way.
It’s easy to look at an Instagram feed or a blogger’s website and think you know everything about their life from a single glance. It’s easy to look at a beautifully staged and edited photo and mistake it for reality. We do it all the time. Whether it be a celebrity’s Instagram photos (*cough* Kylie Jenner *cough*) or photos of a friend’s exotic vacation… it’s easy to covet what we don’t have.
Of course I’ll admit that I’m as guilty as anyone of being struck by online envy. I’ve used Tumblr for as long as I can remember, and even though I know how much effort some bloggers go to in order to make their photos “Gram-worthy”, I still can’t help comparing myself and my own Instagram to theirs.
Why don’t my photos ever turn out that beautifully? Why can’t I afford those clothes too? Wow, they totally can rock that itsy-bitsy bathing suit. Why don’t I have a body like that?
It’s easy to feel insecure about yourself, your looks, and your own life when you’re scrolling through what appears to be someone else’s picture perfect reality. But, as I’ve come to learn throughout the years, when it comes to social media… we see the reality someone else wants us to see.
Maine: Vacationland and the way life should be, it is home to a myriad of artists, a sprinkle of celebrities, some former FBI agents, and of course, me! I was raised here all my life, and Maine is the place I’ve come to rest my head for the past eighteen years. While I sound more than a little enamored with it now, it’s only after leaving and returning that I realized how much I love being in Maine. When I still lived here, I found it easy to take the clean air, the friendly (and familiar) faces, and the scenic summers for granted… but after leaving, found it even easier to miss it.
That’s not to say I don’t love Washington DC, because I do! It has become my new home in many ways, but I do miss the town I grew up in, from time to time
. They always say the grass looks greener on the other side. Recently I hosted a friend from outside of Boston for a couple days, who had never been to Maine. Needless to say, I was beyond eager to show them around! When you’re not from Maine, it’s easy to fall in love with it… and in a way, I think I even needed a fresh set of eyes to remind me of all the reasons I should be proud to call Maine my home.