Hello there, remember me? I know it's been a while since I stopped by, but I'm pleased (and somewhat relieved) to note that you guys haven't yet completely given up on me (don't forget that little ticker on the right tells me all). So first and foremost I'd like to say sorry for losing my way. I've been so wrapped up in getting my life into order, setting up for uni, catching up with friends, working non-stop at 6am starts, sinking my teeth into the mountains of reading that beckon AND co-ordinating a quick getaway to India that, well… I guess I didn't realise I'd been away so many days.
I really enjoy writing my blog, I love to sit down and share my thoughts and experiences; we all go through similar feelings and fears, albeit at different points in life - and when I feel something, there's nothing I like more than to find a quote, an article, a song, something that sums up that feeling for me, in a way that I know I just cannot. Don't lie, we ALL listen to a sad song when we're feeling a bit melancholy, don't we? That's exactly what I mean and that's why I write here; in the hope that it may be a ray of sunshine for some-one, somewhere, when they feel like the only one in the world. So I suppose what I am trying to say is that I have been refraining from "fill-posting" while I have been busy elsewhere. I want to share only that what matters.
If you've been following for a while, you'll know that the past year has been a roller coaster for me. Though I'm by no means the first, last or only girl to go through it, it doesn't make it any easier to take. It's been a test of strength, of character and of integrity. It's fair to say though that the same year has probably taught me more than my previous 20 years, in terms of relationships and family. My message, on this fine September day, is this: no matter what happens, no matter who you meet and no matter what went wrong, never EVER give up on love. You might have wronged, you might have been wronged. But there is always a second chance. A third chance. Love is worth as many chances as it takes. I didn't believe it but I was wrong. For now, that's all I have to say, but I am preeeeetty sure I will be back tomorrow. I'm going to leave you with a song that's been playing on my iPod almost non-stop. If there's anyone in this world who doesn't know who Akon is, then based on this song alone, you'd probably think he's an Indian. Please excuse the slightly camp dancing though.