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June 30th, 2009 ï 8:31am
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I've had a lot of personal stuff going on in my life that I've been having to deal with, so my apologies to anyone who has noticed my absence. I should be coming back around more in the next few weeks when things start getting back to normal. As always, if you need to reach me, please feel free to email at: chasingvanity@aol.com
XOXO,
Jes
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| lovelovelove! |
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May 21st, 2009 ï 3:50pm
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for beautiful eyes, look for the good in others;
for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness;
and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
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| Update via Blackberry! |
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May 19th, 2009 ï 4:43pm
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Miami is gorgeous! I'm so glad we decided to relocate here, and I also can't believe how quickly we fell in love with this house. I'm not sure about all of the minimal details yet, but I know the paperwork is being made up over the weekend.
I'll update again soon!
Much love!
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| Miami Bound! |
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May 15th, 2009 ï 8:30am
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I've decided my new residence will be in Miami, Florida. I'm booking a flight this morning to head out there for the weekend, or possibly a semi-extended stay – I haven’t decided yet. I need to get in touch with a few realtors and see what's on the market down there. I'm very excited about this new phase of my life and despite the outcome, I'm not going to regret anything I do from here on out. My life is getting back on track and I'm feeling more and more positive about the decisions I've made.
I’ll update more later. I need to get on the phone with the airline and start packing.
Much love.
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| remember when. |
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April 24th, 2009 ï 10:43am
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“ remember when the sound of little feet was the music we danced to week to week. we brought back the love, we found trust -- vowed we'd never give it up… “
I don’t remember when, or how my life changed so dramatically. I’ve come to the point where I am really needing this time to focus on myself and get my life back in order. I feel these past 10 years, I’ve done nothing but focus on the men in my life and my children – both of which I’ve treasured dearly and my children are everything, but I know it’s time to focus on what is truly Divinity.
I’ve decided to relocate. I’m still home-shopping in both Miami and New York, but I know don’t want to be here anymore. Lena and Veya are in college, Romero’s about to graduate high school in May and Rosalyn is entering her first year of middle school in August. My children are growing up so fast and I miss the little moments that once annoyed me to my wits end… colic, teething, diapers, 3AM bottle feedings, cuddling, kisses. I miss that.
My personal life is so incredibly warped it’s unbelievable. I figured when I married Rocky we would be “ together forever “ and it just didn’t work that way. I don’t remember where it veered off, or why, but it did… we’ve grown apart and that’s OK – I hold no harsh feelings toward him, because I know I’ll always love him regardless. Whether, or not there’s another man in my life is not the point, but rather I’ve decided to move on from that stage.
I’ve had some amazing memories – some with great people and not so great people, but none the less it’s shaped me into the woman I am today. I’ve loved every minute of how it’s unfolded and now I am embracing what is yet to come.
Until next time – much love.
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January 28th, 2009 ï 12:33pm
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Anonymous if you please.
1. One secret
2. One compliment
3. One non-compliment
4. One love note, but it does not have to be for me
5. Lyrics to a song
6. How old you are
7. How long we've been friends
8. And a hint to who you are
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January 20th, 2009 ï 10:54am
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If someone asked me what I’m most proud of in my life, I don’t think there would be a moments’ hesitation before I answered simply – “ my four children. “ I’ve always thought my choices in life weren’t as smart as they should have been, but at the time were, what I felt, the best option. I don’t regret anything, or anybody I’ve ever encountered, because if anything I think I’ve learned and grown from such experiences. Looking back now, it makes me wonder how things would have turned out had I chosen different paths, but I suppose now it doesn’t matter all that much. I’ve gone through numerous people whom I assumed were my friend at the time, but now? – Where are they? It’s funny how things change.
Adapt yourself to the life you have been given; and truly love the people with whom destiny has surrounded you.
Marcus Aurelius
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January 13th, 2009 ï 6:52pm
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PRIVATE
I can't describe my exact feelings right now.
Anxious, frightened, nervous, giddy, light-hearted, dreamy, deceitful, loved...
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January 2nd, 2009 ï 1:10pm
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Happy New Year!
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| BEAUTIFUL POETRY FOR THE HEART. |
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October 8th, 2008 ï 3:27pm
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Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIV
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
'I love her for her smile--her look--her way
Of speaking gently,--for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee,--and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love, thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.
A Magic Moment I Remember
by Alexander Pushkin
A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there.
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that's beautiful and rare.
I pray to mute despair and anguish
To vain pursuits the world esteems,
Long did I near your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.
Time passed- A rebel storm-blast scattered
The reveries that once were mine
And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.
In dark days of enforced retirement
I gazed upon grey skies above
With no ideals to inspire me,
No one to cry for, live for, love.
Then came a moment of renaissance,
I looked up- you again are there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that`s beautiful and rare.
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