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not-magdi · 5 months

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A Future with you

Summary: Talks about the future with your boy

Warnings: none ;)

Word count: 1k

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I’m so so sorry I‘ve been offline for a while but school was stressful as hell 😫 But it’s getting better so hopefully I‘ll be able to update more …

Your sister Elena has recently given birth to your first niece, and you were absolutely ecstatic about it. You helped her a lot during her pregnancy due to her having many difficulties during it, where you didn't want to leave her alone. So, the wonderful sister you were, visited her nearly every day to look after her and help her with what she needs.

So when she FaceTimed you from the hospital with her newborn daughter Nora in her arms, you cried for a solid 10 minutes, getting a worried look from a very perplexed Pablo who just wanted to get himself a cool-pack for his knee.

Turning the phone around, you showed Pablo your screen, where a very tired Elena with little Nora in her arms came into view.

With wide eyes, he limped over to you to get a closer look at the infant and the new mother.

"Dios mio Elena!"

He snatched the phone out of your hand, and his face filled your sister's screen with how close he was to the screen. You laughed at him and tried to get your phone back again, though without any success.

Pablo and your sister always had a good relationship since you introduced them. So him being so excited about the arrival of your niece made your stomach feel all warm and fuzzy.

After you finally got Pablo off the phone, you decided to visit the fresh family. At first, Pablo wasn't sure about tagging along, not wanting to disrupt the intimate family moment. But after you reminded him that he basically already was family, he grabbed the little barça jersey he got for Nora and headed to the car.

You were in the hospital room for exactly ten minutes, and your ovaries couldn't take it anymore. The sight before you was god-made. Your boyfriend, sitting in one of these uncomfortable plastic chairs, your 6-hour-old niece dozing off, absolutely comfortable and safe in his arms.

"A child looks good on him", the soft voice of your sister caught you off guard. And you quickly divert your gaze from them.

"Y-yeah-but we're definitely too young for that, like way too young!"

Hearing your sister's soft giggle made your cheeks change into a deep, rosy colour.

Ever since your sister announced she was pregnant, you couldn't help but let your mind wander to what it would be like to be pregnant with Pablo's child, if it would have your eyes or his, if it is going to be as good of a futbolista as his father, and so on.

What you didn't know was. Ever since you came running into his office, nearly tripping over a vase, telling him you were going to be an aunt, he couldn't stop thinking about your future together. He already knows that you are his forever, ever since you threw a football at his face and nearly broke his nose.

But now, he couldn't stop imagining what a future with you might look like, from your new house to what pets you would have. He has everything planned in his mind.

The moment he saw you with your niece in your arms, cooing at the little bundle of energy, he couldn't help but let his mind wander to all the different scenarios of how your future could look with him.

The whole ride home was silent, not an uncomfortable kind of silence, more like a comforting and calming kind.

Pablo's head leaned against the window. He was gazing out into the dark landscape that was passing you, completely lost in his own world.

You weren't any better either, your thoughts running wild as you drove through the familiar streets to Pablo's house, which gradually became your house too, having spent more time there than anywhere else.

The living room was filled with soft noises that came out of the TV, which was playing in the background. But nobody was paying any attention to what was currently playing. Both of you too engrossed in basking in each other's presence.

The sound of Pablo's voice broke the silence you were in, "Do you ever think about the future, amor?"

Turning your head to look at him and think for a few seconds before answering.

"Yeah, sometimes … why?"

"I don't know … I just- I was just curious, I guess."

He was grateful for the dim lights, so you couldn't see his burning cheeks, as he answered your question.

Not able to hold it back any longer, you shot up to look into his eyes, "Please tell me that Nora also got you thinking about babies. Because that's all I have been thinking about for the last two days straight, and I think I'm goin-"

Pablo's laugh made you stop your rambling, to look at him with a confused expression.

"Sorry babe, but I'm just so happy that I'm not the only one who has been going crazy here. I think I planned our whole future through over the last few days."

Relieved, that you and Pablo were on the same page, when it came to your future, you cuddled yourself deeper into his embrace, careful not to hurt his knee and asked him what exactly he planned for the two of you.

With red cheeks, he started to explain to you how he wanted to have a house with a big garden so he could teach your children how to play football like his father did with him. He went on, about how he already found the perfect ring for when the time was right and how he wished that you at least have two children, a boy and a girl, like he and his sister.

It warmed your heart to hear his excitement when he explained that he already found little barça jumpers for babies and how he thinks that Fermín would be a terrible godfather.

You spent the rest of your night cuddled up together under tons of blankets and pillows, speculating about how your future will look like, a future you couldn't wait to live in.

A future with him

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mallorytaylorblog · 4 years

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9th December, 2019

Tonight’s dinner consists of organic cherries and white chocolate, and a tall mug full of iced pino grigio. Plus a frozen pizza I’m just about to put in the oven. This is as indulgent whilst still trying to be healthy as I can be right now. This is my comfort food. Lazy, I know.

Simplify.

This word abruptly burst into my consciousness just now mid social media browse.

Simplify.

I’ve spent all day today avoiding doing an assignment, a complex assignment that’s due in 11 days. Instead I’ve been binge watching TV and playing my favourite video game, holding back tears that come from I have no idea where. I keep wishing my life was different whilst punishing myself for not doing anything to instigate the change. I don’t know what I want, I just know I want things to be different.

I’m reconsidering uni. I know so many people go through this, I know it’s a normal feeling. I’m not even through my first year and I’m second guessing my motivations for starting such a full on course for such a full on career goal. It’s such a long term commitment (potentially 10 years of study and supervised practice on the cards) and as positive and motivated as I try to remain it’s really hard some days to see myself reaching the end of the tunnel. I have no doubt anyone and everyone who has ever undertaken some form of tertiary study has felt this way before. Knowing this isn’t super comforting if I’m honest.

Maybe it’s the delivery of the course. I struggle to passively take in information, I need to be involved and active in my learning environment. It’s how I get the most out of a new experience; by participating. Sitting at a laptop watching videos doesn’t really do it for me, I know I learn better “on the job” - throw me into the thick of it and I‘ll grasp what I need to, quickly. I’m doing my study via the cloud and it’s tough when I’m such an active learner. It could be that, but it could also be... perhaps I just don’t want to do this.

Perhaps it’s the length of the course - no, don’t give up Mallory, the time will pass anyway.

Perhaps I want to help people, but not in this way - not as a psychologist. No, I see how beneficial doing this study and having the degree could be.

Perhaps this is my quarter life crisis and my drive and ambition is scolding me for not having anything tangible to show for it. But even then - what does “success” mean to me? How do I define it? In what areas of my life am I already successful? Does success mean financial or a sense of fulfilment? Can it mean both? Does it? These are all questions I ponder almost daily.

I’ve been reading books about purpose and values lately. Which is great because it empowers it’s readers to dive deep and find what drives them, what’s highest on their values hierarchy, and to take inspired action towards the goals that align with those values. There’s re-framing perspectives, myth busting and paradigm shifting. All the personal development stuff that gets me jazzed up and excited about life. Reading books like this make it seem simple, but it’s not. It takes hard work to firstly identify, then secondly disestablish the belief systems you were handed as a child, to offload the values you took from others so that you can finally discover your own, and to shift the paradigms you were taught the world operated from. Being open to doing the work shines a light on all the parts of you and your life that you don’t like, and right now the book I’m reading on perspectives and values is doing just that. It’s making me really think about why I do anything and what values drive me to make the choices I make. Are my values even mine? Or did I inherit them from someone else?

I know I have a lot to offer, but I’m not yet sure what I have.

I know I am destined to make a massive impact on the world, but I don’t yet know how to do it.

I’m feeling lost and jaded. I’m ambitious but I don’t know where to focus myself or commit my energy right now. To me, an ambitious person having no direction is like trying to cook a meal without a recipe. Uni right now feels like I’m floundering in the kitchen, just slapping things together and hoping the outcome isn’t too bitter or tasteless. Terrible analogy I know, but I feel out of control and totally unguided, with time pressures piled on top in the form of assignments. My nails have been chewed so far down my fingertips are constantly throbbing with pain. I like planning and structure so I’m feeling overwhelmed by it all right now.

Simplify.

I have an idea of how I want my life to turn out. That’s not to say I’m rigid on the way I want it to happen, but I know about the woman I want to become. I bitch about the same few things and I know I have the ability to just change my life at the drop of a hat - for anyone who knows me well enough I’m sorry you have to bare witness to this. I’m as embarrassed as you are annoyed. I don’t do enough to establish the habits I know will lead me towards this ideal existence, and I don’t take action towards alleviating the things I complain about. Turns out, if I’m being TOTALLY honest with myself, that I’m a little bit of a victim. I thought I’d kicked that habit, but apparently not. I’m going to work on that.

Now that I’ve kind of typed this all out and re-read it, I can see how much I complain about things totally within my power to change. I can find out what my values are if I really think about it - and it doesn’t have to be as painful and turbulent as I’m making it out to be. I can choose behaviours that will bring me closer to living my ideal existence instead of wasting hours watching TV and playing video games.

I’m going to work harder on not being a victim. I’m going to work harder on changing things instead of complaining about them.

Simplify.

Less bullshit social media filling my brain with rubbish when I could be reading a book or studying, or spending time outdoors and/or with loved ones.

Less shitty food, more conscious food choices - more organic, locally grown produce. More getting back into a consistent exercise routine.

More time spent alone with my thoughts so I can understand myself better. A more committed practice to meditation.

More gratitude. More being thankful for what I am already abundant in.

I have a lot to think about. Let’s see where the next 3 weeks take me - probably more, but 3 weeks is apparently how long it takes to establish a habit. In the lead up to the new year this will be a great time to kick start some behaviours. This post feels very “word vomit”-y so hopefully it makes sense. The bottom line is I want to discover the ways I’m destined to impact the world. I want to get started on that right away.

I’ll hopefully have a more positive life update in my next post.

Thank you for reading.

xoxo

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