Let it Grow

“It’s your turn now to show your world now….

Let it grow.”

My gosh, 2 blogs in 2 days.  Who am I?

I wasn’t planning this, but then today happened!  It was Friday the 13^th, and when your name means bad luck, as mine does (The meaning of the name Mallory is Ill-Omened)  you’re a little superstitious, but today could not have been farther from a bad day.

I woke up at 8 on the dot to Lady Gaga’s Edgy of Glory, which on its own makes me want to take on the world, so I “popped right up.”  Then after a brief adventure discovering we had no more K cups, and an unsurprising failed attempt with the coffee pot I found a blessed pack of Starbucks Cinnamon Spice Via.

I had a meeting with the Next Step team, where we discussed the upcoming Face Forward conference for 2012, and my boys Duy and Kepler, educated me on the following song.  Clearly I need to get out more if I’m lacking on the pop culture scene!

Then I made some phone calls I had been dreading, which felt good, and then- as if I was having any doubts about the way things are going (which, after the last entry, I confirmed I don’t…) the universe kicked it up a notch.

-       I got my financial aid info from BU a week earlier than they thought it would be in, and even though dollar sign’s make my head spin it was reassuring to see even that piece is coming together and may not be as horrifying as it once felt.

-     Then I received an email from the MCH concentration folks, saying they wanted to discuss my goals, and plans with me, so I could best plan for my future.  I thought it was nice, and I am excited to have that conversation too.  But then as I went back and read the e-mail again it said, “It was wonderful to have you on campus last Friday, and we would like to continue the conversation, as the Admissions Departments has told us you are one of our most outstanding applicants.  *Jaw drop*

  Granted- I am coming from quite a bit of experience, but a the end of the day, sometimes it feels like my resume doesn’t reflect my life (sometimes it does, it’s weird).  But anyway, that was just incredible to see, and I can’t wait to write back to her and tell her I’m totally coming there and all the ideas that are swimming around in my dizzy little brain.

Just as I was coming down from that, the housing people called me (I was actually still in my bathrobe from taking a shower, TMI, but I knew I had to get at it when I could) And we talked about our situation and they showed me the grad building with accessible units and connected me to the realty person for the complex!  Nothing is in stone, but we talked about a time line and I submitted the application, and maybe I can go look at one in the next couple of weeks. It’s small, but really adorable, and would be perfect at least until Owen and I get established and know the city a little better.  I really am crossing my fingers this could be it!!!

Then we went to see The Lorax.  Which I did not think much of, as it wasn’t really my favorite book growing up.  I guess I sort of forgot what it was about, or thought it was about earth loving hippies or whatever.  But it was brilliant.  And we saw it in 3D which just totally turned me into a 6 year old.

I advise everyone to go see it and I won’t give any spoilers except that it was very timely, and these last couple of days have just been very serendipitous.  I was just sort of watching it, enjoying it, thinking of how, yea, it’s a little bit relevant, and one thing you should know about me, is I do tend to find symbolism in many things, when big things are happening in my life, but some are just blatant.  I also just found so much joy in the fact that there are short jokes throughout the whole thing because the Lorax is a teeny thing...who happens to know his stuff.

Then towards the end, after hearing the story of the demise of the Truffular Trees, they show a rock that says “Unless.”   

Which leads to the Onceler realizing what this boy was brought to teach him.  "Unless someone like YOU cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not." 

And I suddenly remembered the quote, and although we were one of two groups in the theater, I finished the line out loud,  “it’s not.”  Because obviously, the Onceler was talking to me.

Someone has to plant the seed, and bring awareness to how things need to be, and doing what’s right…. Or eventually, we all WILL be paying for air.

I can no longer even try to deny that my path is being laid out for me before my eyes…

So of course the last two days totally caught up with me, and much to the horror (or confusion) of the pre-teens we brought the see the movie, tears streamed from behind my goofy 3-D glasses. “It’s your turn now, to show your world now…”

It is just one tiny seed

But it's all we really need...

"Just Believe, and you're almost there...."

 Silly maybe, but see the movie… preferably before the election. 

The Epic Adventures of 2012!

I have been reading a couple of my favorite blogs lately and it has reminded me of how delinquent I have been as a blogger.  Mostly because I've been pretty on top of everything else, and my life has sort of exploded lately, but I still wish I could get better about writing.  I think I will really try.

I am starting to realize that if I spent as much time writing as I spend playing ridiculous games on Facebook, my book would be written 7 times over.  So, it's time.  I can't get any further on Bubble Witch Saga, and I can beat a hot shot board in 2 days. Time to buckle down.

Also, when I think about how dedicated I was about studying for my GRE's, I realize I can really make the time when I make something my goal.  So bam.  Blogging/writing. It's going on my calendar.  Then I can prevent epic entries covering a year.  Haha.  I say that every time!

With that-  let's recap what has happened since last time I wrote (well the big stuff anyway…).

- I gained another family. I went to NV to visit Owen's family twice, and well...both trips went by way too fast, I have never felt so comfortable with a group of people in my life, and I can't wait to see them again.  We truly are all cut out of the same mold, and I now have 2 little princesses in training that I get to Skype with on my "Ipatch"  I can't wait for the day when the Cyrs and Erquiaga/Diegels are on the same turf to get to know each other.  The world better watch out!!

(one of those favorite blogs is the adventures of these princesses, their family, and a new pug  http://shesahoot.blogspot.com/  )

- I went to Vegas a couple times and a bunch of other places.  I had an epic month in October with a sort of change of plans Vegas trip that resulted in a missed flight home, a new tattoo and one of the best trips of my life.  I had come from DC, and Denver the weeks before, where I had been going strong and inspired about all things Got Transition.   Work hard, play hard.  And we did.

 

- I APPLIED AND GOT ACCEPTED TO GRAD SCHOOL.  

Although the acceptance piece has been a reality for about a month, I still am having the realization of "Wow.  I can't believe I did it!" and I probably will continue to!

 For a couple years now I have been saying "I will take my GRE's,  I think I'm going to look into going back to school."  but as we dropped Maisy off at her college at the end of this summer, when I saw how much my heart ached just by being on the grounds of a beautiful place of learning, I knew I was done joking around.

I also have been saying... probably for about 10 years.  I have to get out of Maine.  It wasn't time yet, and I knew that in my heart. I was meant to be here, to grow, and to see what else was out there.  So I did.  Eventually my friends started saying it too.  "You're more than this.  Why are you even still here?"  then slowly, my life grew beyond Maine too, and it wasn't just the big city dreams of Broadway shows and public transportation (haha can you even imagine???)  pieces of my heart in California, Washington DC, Connecticut, Colorado, Boston, Nevada....

So I did it.  I looked at programs all over the country, and thought about what I wanted to do.  Where I wanted to be.  The list began as being pretty extensive.  Then I got real, and thought about where I could really see myself living.  Where we're the real opportunities of stuff I was already doing?  Where were my circles of support.  The list got shorter.  I did look at some online programs too, but I realized, this was my reason to move on, I want the opportunities that came with going to school, not just the letters after my name.

I memorized deadlines, got all the pieces together, wrote an essay, and Owen virtually held my hand, as I clicked send.

Last Friday I attended an accepted student day at Boston University, and FELT IT.  That feeling, that magazines and guidance counselors tell you you'll feel.... That I never felt before.  The day was amazing, the people were receptive and fun and answered questions big and small, and then there was a reception, where looking out over the beautiful Boston skyline, I really accepted it was happening.  It's time. 

Don't take this the wrong way Maine, I'm glad I'll be so close, and I know I'll always have a home here, but as one of my heroes PR guru Kelly Cutrone says, "When you're the most happening person at the party, it's time to leave."

So here I am, slam dunking my red solo cup, and heading on to the next thing!

Here’s another quote- by the one and only, JRB.  "I wrote a story, and we changed the ending." (The Last Five Years)

I realized recently, that when I was younger, I didn't plan my fairy tale wedding.  When I was in middle and high school I thought it was dumb to ruin a really good notebook with I heart "guy of the moment” only to scribble it out for someone else's name.  I had accepted early on that I was not going to settle or find my soulmate in those settings, and I was fine with that.  I was fine if I never did.  I was content with my goals of observing life in coffee shops writing my memoirs. 

I'm still ok with that.... But now I may (better...)  be bringing home a caramel macchiato to someone in my Boston apartment, instead of just going home to feed the cat.  I'm still me, but now my fairy tale has different characters (an AMAZING lineup I might add)  and maybe there will be a white dress at the end of it, but it's not already planned, waiting for someone to play the part.  It will be a part of the journey that is truly reflective of our lives and our amazing adventure.

Yep.  It will be a year in May, and Owen is going to be a New England boy.  It will be a huge transition for all of us, but I am so excited to not be facing a new city alone, and we are both ready for new beginnings.  And it is JUST the beginning!

Stay tuned!

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