Female Pisces, I am...

   George Washington, Gloria Vandebilt, George Harrison, Sidney Poitier, Steve Jobs, Elizabeth Taylor, Johnny Cash, Levi Strauss, Jackie Gleason, Fats Domino and Victor Hugo, my brother.

 

   These are the people who share the same Zodiac sign as I do, Pisces.

 

   I was thinking about what can I post today and the thought of giving you glimpse of my trait and personality came to mine - so VIOLA!

 

   Let's start with Pisces, people born between the inclusive dates of Feb19 - March 20 are Pisces. The personal character I guess I can only talk about is me, a female Pisces.

 

   Let's get rockin'. So, born under the Chinese Zodiac Pisces, my ruling planet is Neptune, I myself do not really know what that means but I have read and heard about this iota of trivia and decided to include it here. Pisces is represented by two fishes swimming in opposite direction of each other. To me this means duality. My ever constant struggle of spiritual soul and wordly, physical body.

  

   I adapt easily with my environment. I can easily get tuned-in with my surroundings and that includes feelings and emotions of the people around me. I am empathetic and creative. What is not typical is that I am idealistic and can be impractical at times to everyday run of things.

 

   I am sensitive and intuitive and am never strictly by the book kinda person. When I choose a path or make a decision, most of the times I can focus on that and have been known to exclude everything else. My nature is to learn things by absorption.

    I am into style, luxury and pleasure, my worldy attributes. I am always "GO" when it comes to a new adventure. When I travel, I am open to everything.

   I have been told that I am sacrificing and compassionate, oftentimes to a fault.

   The negative things, I am never into structure or regimental on going about things. I abhor conventional wisdom. I am easily lied to because I so want to believe in people, that they good and would not hurt me. I keep the faith. I am a melancholy sort of person. I tend to be ritualistic about my exercise.

   As a Pisces ( a water sign) I am fluid, meaning ever changing.

   I love because it comes natural to me. Love is never a halfway matter to me.

   I am loyal and devoted. Over-sensitive and idealistic .I seek fulfilling and long, lasting friendship. I seek what I give in return. Mostly mysterious and elusive describes me exactly. I do not do this intentionally, it is just in my nature. I trust my gut and instincts, all the time; for it has never failed me.

    In a few words, let me say Pisces is called the most sensitive of all zodiac sign for a reason. Exactly.

    I love being a Pisces because I would not want to be anything else.

  

  

  

 

 

 

 







Ooh, la la Paris!

 

This is where R and I went. The City of Lights! Wow, there was nothing in there that I did not love..but the sights are indeed, glorious. This is my first post after looking over most of the pictures I took. There several food posts in the works. Some museum reviews and just "goofing off" posts. Silly ones...



   We approached the Tour Eiffel or Eiffel Tower from the opposite direction from the Tocadero Metro stop. We came in through the back. We saw the park benches, that is not too common coming from the Tocadero plaza. We saw it from this street. I took a quick shot of it and thought, this will be make a nice picture for the blog :-)

   R and I had a picture of the both of us under the Tour Eiffel taken by a group of three young men. It came out great, but sorry no personal pictures allowed here.

   It was freezin' cold when we visited the Tower since it was late in the afternoon and we decided not to go all the way to the top. We saw the names of what we presumed were people who helped make the tower come to be..we saw the said names on the basepoint of the tower.

   I enjoyed the visit to this romantic mecca and having R with me gave it a sweeter meaning.

   Thank you R for standing there with me.

   We even walked towards the buses and away from the actual tower to get a better picture shot of each one of us with the tower in the background. R took some pictures of me and I took some pictures of him with the tower in the back. Pretty!

   I hope one day I get to return and if weather permits, get to the very top of such a grandiose and large piece of art. I loved it! Just like anything in Paris, it will be etched in my mind and heart for the rest of my life.

   I am happy I went and experienced Paris Eiffel Tower.

   It is difficult to put the tower in to words. But just standing underneath such world recognized monument is a life experience I am not likely to forget soon or ever, at all.

 

   I dedicate this post to R. for sharing the moment with me.

   More Paris related posts to follow.

   Have a nice weekend everyone.

  

What being part of "two-gether" means to me..

   My R and I were on a trip together, or as I would spell it, "two-gether".

   I am not referring to our life-trip with each other but suitcase and airplane tickets kinda trip.

   The photo above was taken with my cellphone. I am not sure he remembers this particular shot but I decided to post it here anyway, as a gesture and testament that we are still together; and trying to travel that life-trip hand in hand or in this case, side by side, shoes by shoes.

   It is difficult to be apart from him. Recovery stands still and stagnant at times. Even worse at times, as well. Distance may make the heart grow fonder but it oftentimes the separation can leave you cold. I try my best to hold on to what really matters but to be apart from him, makes the struggle hard, lonesome and difficult to bear.
 

   I write this post hopeful as ever that in a short period of time, he and I will be next to each other again. It is difficult to forget, you see. Maybe, I just have to think forward and remind myself of that each time my heart aches and my mind plays tricks on me. It is quite a task to make sense of something that doesn't make sense.

   Oh God, I would hate to think that we are at our relationship's best when we are miles apart.
  

   The trip we took, opened my eyes to several things and what remained constant is that, I might like to think and make myself believe that I am healing, I am not. I still have my bad days and am not sure how to get past that rut!

  

   I sit here and I look at this photo as I ponder..I am grateful for the opportunity to travel with him and the chance to learn about "where I am" now - with myself and my healing process. It gets tough each passing day. I try to be cheerful and not dwell so much on negative thoughts but it will have to be the both of us two-gether that will help me get through all this "garbage".

 

   For me, as long as my heart says, I love him, I will be with him..being a part of someone means I have to face my demons and hold strong onto the years that got us to where we are now. Never giving up on what makes us both the happiest. Patience was never one of my virtues, and it is about time I start working harder on that.

 

   To me, togetherness is being there for each other during tough times and lending a hand. Good times are better times, but bad times when survived together can only makes us stronger.

 

   I am miles and miles away from him..and the miles between us compounded by time can take it's toll in any relationship. But when I hear and see his " I love you", I believe them. I do. And those words simple, gets me through most of my tougher days.

 

   I hope one day soon, a day would pass by and not a tinge of ache crosses my heart. It is never easy to heal from a broken heart..nobody had died from it, I am told, it just feels like death comes and engulfs you each time you remember and a tear trickles down your cheek. It still hurts. But as I smile and wipe that tear away, I think I am a little tougher and a little better.

 

   The trip we took, showed me how far I have gone from the horrendous point of despair and how much further I still have to go. I am ready and willing to go through the whole process not just for our relationship but also for what we have worked so hard for and fought for all these years.

 

    Two-gether means being one. The smiles, laughter and tears we experience as one. We lift each others spirit when one is down and if we must, we carry each other when one is unable to go on.

 

    Growing up is never easy. But I cannot see myself growing old without my R. It is not what happened to me that will define me, it is what I do, after I dust myself off, that will define me. Not easy but again, growing up is never easy.

    I see myself with no one else but R. He is worth the fight.
   Two-gether means, R and I. Shoes, side by side.