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Lost motivation

I was the closing manager tonight and it was a hectic day, payday on top of it, doing great in sales with too little help to get it all done. The struggles of retail, including a few flying tempers, from adults… imagine that. Exhausting. I’m tired to say the least and with it I lost my motivation to write tonight. Well, I’m writing right now you might say, but originally I had planned to detail the first day of my little vacation escape. It’s almost midnight and I know that I won’t be able to do so tonight, my brain is spent. Besides that, a few minutes ago this annoying hiccups started that I just can’t shake. I’ve tried to hold my breath, drink something very slowly and distract my mind through high concentration. Nothing has helped and it is being persistent. Have you ever heard the old wife’s tale that somebody is thinking about you when you have the hiccups? My mom used to say it all the time and it’s just one of those things that stuck with me over the years. So whoever you are, thinking so intensely of me, I hope you fall asleep soon so I can get rid of this hiccups as it has become very uncomfortable. Thank you.

Looking through some old photographs, I came across a picture of one of the places we went to, except this one was taken in the summer. The most recent ones were taken with the mountains covered in snow and it is amazing how the varying seasons can alter and change not only the image but the overall feel and vibe. Both seasons hold their own beauty and I wanted to showcase the beautiful coloring underneath the snow covered pictures I will post soon. You will be the judge of which version you will like better and I can’t wait to hear your input. In the meantime and until the story escapes my mind, please enjoy a older picture of this beautiful place.


Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

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