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Lost in Translation:The Trick to Communicating Through Different Love Languages

         I am sure you've heard it before from your mom, your friend, the little voice in your head: "How will I know if he/she really loves me?" Well, Whitney definitely hit it on the head when she says "I say a prayer with every heart beat" because it sure can be intimidating to love someone who loves differently than you, but it isn't impossible. I personally think it can be very rewarding to master your partners love language. Everyone you meet will love and want to be loved differently and mastering not only how to love them, but to be able to identify that they are showing you that they love you is a beautiful and necessary task for a balanced and fulfilling relationship. Trying to pretend that I am a professional at these "love languages" would be wrong because I suffer from doubts when my partner loves me different than how I love her, or what I have been made to feel that love looks like. It can be daunting and make you second guess, but w

Grief Guilt: Missing the Old You, and Most Likely the Point

    I was sitting in a french fry place in Amsterdam, eating 3600 calories worth of fast food covered up as a cultural delicacy when my phone buzzed. It was my cousin, my second cousin as my girlfriend corrected, but someone close to me none the less. She was reaching out to me to call her immediately from tens of thousands of miles away, and my face flushed, and my head tightened because something was clearly wrong. I couldn't make a call on my phone plan from Europe, and I figured she was letting me know someone was in the hospital. That's what always happens. Someone tries to reach out for communication, and you already know the answer by that effort alone. My first thought was my dad, hes heavier (sorry Dad, but almonds don't negate the nutritional facts of a snickers), and he has a bad heart, and temperamental diabetes. I had decided that she was reaching out to tell me that while I was running around Europe he had a heart-attack. My intuition was only half wrong. Diab