Hung with my Dad yesterday. Pretty epic time.
Epic usually is used to describe a party or a night of partying.
But...
This was epic.
Of the real kind.
My Dad and I had a real heart to heart about life.
Love.
Our relationship.
Future stuff.
It was epic.
Raw beauty.
That's how I choose to spend my days these days...
Not in a bar.
Club.
Out losing my mind.
Running away.
These days...
I am pulling into myself.
To what is important.
To me.
Let others chase p*ssy.
Drugs.
Action.
What I'm pursuing is far greater than any of it.
Bc...
It's real.
To me.
No judgement if that's your chosen journey.
It's cool.
I'm going to keep climbing my mountain. With less damage to my soul and my body.
Clear on what I want, where I'm going, and who gets to come along for my epic journey.
So...
Dan & I talked for hours about this. How we CHOOSE to live our lives. The CHOICES we make daily. The people who we DECIDE can join us. It was powerful.
I got to understand the why's and how's of his decisions. And I feel very close to a most times elusive man.
I'm grateful.
For our father daughter time.
And that he saw me. He knew where I am & where I want to go.
It's gorgeous.
He said this...
"We didn't raise you to be a punching bag."
Took the breathe out of me.
He said that in all of my love affairs I'm chasing, trying to make it work, forgiving, making concessions...
My Dad said, "No, more."
"We didn't raise you to be a punching bag."
It's time to stop.
Today, when was the last "epic" time you experienced?!?!
On a dance floor?! At a party?! In a bathroom stall?!? Playing with your nieces?! By yourself doing yoga?!?
I have had many epic times in my life. Many. Many.
Grateful to count this time with my father as one.
Xoxo
Ps: Check out this Epic music! Photo credit...like always, I google the GSTQ title to see what images come up. And this "Epic Heroic Powerful" music image came up. Been listening to it and it's pretty awesome.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZVx_1My7Z6o&sns=em
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