“There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.” – Nelson Mandela

This quote rings so true that I couldn’t resist posting it here. Like every time I return to Scotland & to my parents I see just how far I’ve come & how much I’ve changed – for the better.

I was talking to an old friend today who commented on “how shocked!” she was at how much I had changed from how she remembered me in High School. I know it’s true & I quite liked that she had the balls to tell me – because I know I’ve changed – I’m a completely different person, in ways no-one really knows (& it’s not merely because I “grew up”..). Anyway, I know people are kinda shocked at how different I am but only a few have said “Shit, girl.. you changed!”. – Thankfully it’s been for the better, ha ha!

Anyway, it’s no wonder I get such itchy feet coming back to a place that never changes..On saying that, I’m being kept pretty well amused here in this new home with my new beau.

I’m still getting used to the idea that I won’t ever return to Bear.. just as he’s letting the notion fact settle into his own brain as well. Just because I’m 4,000 miles away doesn’t necessarily make it a breeze for me either. Contrary to his belief, none of this has been easy. Nor am I alone the one to blame for the collapse of our relationship. Also, if anyone’s pushed me toward the decisions I’ve made – it was him, no-one else. I’ll be fair & say that I could only be pushed so far though – the rest of the road I walked myself.

So I didn’t mean for this post to really go anywhere, let alone into a slight vent there.. but I should know by now that I just can’t do one liners.. & besides, you gotta go with what you’re inspired by. Have a good night everyone.