Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Belonging...is that so wrong?



I was just listening to the follow up story on Longest Shortest Time about Trystan and John. Something really struck a cord when John spoke about belonging. John wanted his kids to belong to him. As a child, you are perfectly happy to belong to your family, your parents. To be safe and part of something bigger than you. Teenage years come and you're fighting to be independent. You want your own life, away from your parents. So you belong to your group of friends. After school, you are cast into the world with nowhere to belong. For the first time, you are choosing whether to belong to yourself, your partner, old friends, new friends, stay around family. Then, you move, you lose touch or you're uprooted and you have to sort it out all over again. It's all this process of "where do I belong?" It got me thinking, I am no doubt a belong-er. It's taken me years to come to terms with that. I love to fancy myself miss independent, but I'm a serial monogamist. I've only been single for almost a year, once. I like being in a relationship. Belonging on a team, in a group of friends. Pretty sure, I'm just over here trying to belong to as many people as possible.


Is it normal? Apparently, it is. Happily, I'm perfectly belonged at the moment. But I hope I always remember, whenever that reset button is pressed (cause it always is at some point), that its okay to want to belong. And luckily, there's always Gryffindor.

And here's a few more fun things...

Sorta love this
Cutest thing I've ever seen
Cheap airfare? Yes please.
To giving fucks
Dare to dream
Beautiful

Stay tuned for more ramblings,