With the wedding taking center stage pretty much the entire month of May, my two year blogaversary just sort of came and went. No dramatic credit rolling/Vespa riding video like last year, no mention, no balloons, no excitement, nothing. Well, not being one to let important details fall to the wayside (I am a Virgo after all), I will address the magic of this two year mark a few weeks late. So...two years. How did that happen? I really have come such a long way since this painful post. I don't even know who that girl is. She was someone desperate to move on, yet still holding on to an idea, almost adamant that it was her fate here in Paris. What a mess that whole ordeal was. I actually considered looking into sleeping in a Swiss rehabilitation center for six months like Jennifer North in Valley of the Dolls -- that's how painfully slow time was moving. Does something like that even exist?
This blog helped me to disengage from the delusion that the wrong person was my own and only, and forced me to move forward alone, one day at a time. Everyday that I wanted to pick up the phone or walk by his cafe in the Marais, I remembered the responsibility I had to this blog. I had to be strong, otherwise what kind of example would I have been setting (even though I had close to zero readers)? While going back and forth with a French comittment-phobe certainly would have made excellent blog fodder, I had made a decision to say goodbye to relationship drama along with my 20s. Never did I think that I would become so set in my conviction to focus on the positive. Some days were certainly harder than others, but with time and perseverance, I can look back two years later with pride that I have achieved my goal. So something I didn't share with you all: back in September I reached out to him, "the" ex, via e-mail to bury the hatchet. Was it my job to patch things up? Not really, but being someone who believes in detaching with love, I had come full circle and was done being angry over something that was very much supposed to happen. There was no longer a point in holding a grudge. He wrote back immediately and asked about getting a drink together. My response back was informing him of my 2013 plans to marry, and that the three of us could perhaps get a drink. I never heard back from him again... I'd be lying if I didn't say that I have been reflecting these past few weeks on changing, growth, the power of experience and a having faith that everything will work out. These past two years have been my most formative as I was handed a crash course in dealing with life and the pure merde that sometimes comes along with it.
I would also like to take this opportunity to send a warm and sincere thank you to you, dear readers. Thank you for visiting, reading, commenting, connecting, and being more supportive than you even know these past two years. Je vous aime.
As a little thank you, here is a digital copy of our wedding party favors. We had made custom CDs with some of our favorite lovey dovey songs that reflected our tastes and humor (you'll know which songs) with a homemade cover designed by moi. I wish you all a bon and hopefully sunny week-end!
18 Mai Le temps de l'amour by Françoise Hardy To the End by Blur El Scorcho by Weezer Nicotine and Gravy by Beck Le Petit Pain au Chocolat by Joe Dessin Easy Girl by Coconut Records The Right Kind of Love by Jeremy Jordan (yes, from the 90210 soundtrack) Cupid de Locke by The Smashing Pumpkins Sugar Kane by Sonic Youth Concrete and Clay by Unit 2+4 Push th' Little Daisies by Ween I Adore Mi Amour by Color Me Badd Waste by Phish La Rose du Sang by Bertrand Bergulat Oh La La by Faces
To listen to the Spotify playlist in its entirety click here!
