Sunday, July 31, 2011

Courage

Hey, long time reader and a huge fan of your work, I felt compelled to write you. I have to say that I began as just an admirer, but you have become a kind of hero to me. I love the courage you show in your pursuit of life. Normally I would just follow you online and try not bug you, but I just finished reading your entry "The BreakUp" and was a little shocked as it kind of hit close to home for me.

Last year, I also went through a hard break up (Note from London: skipping the deets, cause they are personal). Just wanted to send you some advice. Just remember. One foot after the other - I developed a routine for my everyday to make sure I didn't wallow; I started swimming again, touched base with friends and began to paint as well as write. I made sure I did something physical, creative and social everyday.

I also began taking a harder look at my life. I hated my job. A lot. Years of work for poor pay in a shitty environment. The big reason that I had stayed so complacent was because I had a relationship and a wedding to plan. Once we broke up, I asked to be laid off. I have been free of that job since December 2010.

Part of the reason I did that was because of you. One of the major reasons I read your blog is all the road trips you keep doing. I've never been on a road trip further than Los Angeles (I live in SF). I loved and day dreamed about all the stuff you keep driving around too and the adventures you keep getting yourself in. So in December of last year I went out on a little drive that didn't stop for about 2,500 miles.

In that time I made new friends in Eureka, fell in love with Portland, got dysentery in Seattle (of all places) and saw all of Vancouver. It was amazing. All the people, the beautiful northwest, the drinks and food, the everything. Very theraputic and even caught a couple of double rainbows.

The big thing was the realization of just how big life actually is and how sometimes we imprison ourselves with our own lives. Yeah, I may have still been in pain, but apart of that pain was me keeping my eyes closed to just what else life had to offer and could be.

So, I wanted to say thank you again. You were a strange inspiration for me at a time when I needed it. I also wanted to offer some of the same advice; A reminder that when things seem to be at their worse, it means things can only get so much better. But then again, your the one who taught me that - Hope your living it up, and If you ever hit SF I owe you, Matt, Tracy and Mom-dog a drink, Thank you again,

5 comments:

Not-So-Innocent Bystander said...

The person who wrote about London being his (or her) hero has now become a hero to me. I only wish I too had the kind of courage that both this person and London have displayed in the face of adversity and upheaval.

I am a prisoner of my own pain, paralyzed by my own insecurities and uncertanties. Some of us are condemned to live the lives we deserve. If I don't embrace life's risks as well as its rewards, then I deserve to die as I live: alone and miserable.

I would wish both London and the person who sent her this moving, heartfelt e-mail the best of luck with their lives, but something tells me they won't need it. They are not relying on luck, they are making their own.

One question: Does the person who sent this e-mail to London have a blog of his/her own? I'd really like to read more about them.

Anonymous said...

Great post, thanks for sharing.

Barry Corrigan said...

I love the pic of London holding the balloons. She looks stunning.

Anonymous said...

I think it is the right time for a London Andrews 2012 calendar and possibly even her own website. This site could sell photos and even stuff like bikinis and lingerie that you could pay London to pose in for you and receive a photo. I like that she is into animal rights and tries to save stray cats and dogs. It shows a good, caring character that she possesses. I recently saw a video on youtube of cats being eaten in China and it was horrifying. So London is the antithesis of a girl who is some self-indulgent slag who would condone wearing fur and the slaughter of many innocent animals to make this coat for vapid, rich, fashionistas.

Tim said...

London,
Thanks for posting the letter.
It is great to see how much of an influence you actually have on other people.