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Welcome! I'm toria.

If you're new here, thanks for stopping by! On this blog, you'll find posts about life topics, and lifestyle advice. I love to write from personal experience, and lessons I’ve learned.  Along with the deep chats, expect the occasional post about travel, or other lifestyle activities I might be up to.

~A bit of who I am~

I'm just a lady who loves tea more than coffee, dancing with my headphones in, new cities, grey skies in california, and all the dark chocolate.

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Copenhagen: Part One

Copenhagen: Part One

I get to grow old with you?

It is absolutely incredible what traveling can do for personal growth. The more I sit back and think about what I want to write, what details I must reflect on, the more I am overwhelmed. To recap simply, it was the best dream. The week I spent in Denmark was a week I could never forget.

Along with the excitement of traveling again and the thrills that come with that, I was so overtaken with surprise, that it completely took away my ability to feel. The adrenaline, the tears that seem to keep on flowing- I was trying to catch up. Trying to take it in. Because of that, my experiences in Copenhagen, became a core part of what makes me believe in the significance of emotion, and in its connection to ourselves.

Sometimes your ability to feel is stunned by the overwhelm of something good, and the significance of a promise.

I had a lot of good moments on this trip. A lot of small adventures I will want to remember. Even if I was too stunned the first few days to take it in, or to feel it. But I did feel it. Days after yes, but the overwhelm came. And so did the understanding.

These are the questions I asked with hesitation, to reaffirm what I could not take in. I asked as if I still did not know the answer.“Is it you? I get to spend the rest of my life with you? I get to grow old with you? Have kids with you? Get cancer with you?”

Yes, toria.” You replied finally, as you held my face and brushed away the tears.

It was in this moment, I finally was able to take it in. And there was nothing else I felt, but the love and hope that now grounded me.

You are the face.

This is love.

It is you.

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love,

toria.

Copenhagen Part Two: Moments I Don't Want to Forget

Copenhagen Part Two: Moments I Don't Want to Forget

Loving Others, Where They Already Are

Loving Others, Where They Already Are