Another month of 2017 is coming to a close. It’s hard to believe this year is nearly halfway over (seeing as it feels like it’s gone on for four years already), but here we are. For nearly 70 years, Mental Health Awareness Month has been observed in order to fight stigma, provide support, educate the public, and advocate for care. At the beginning of May, I knew I would post something in honor of Mental Health Awareness Month, but I wasn’t sure where to start or what to say. Read More
What makes a book a good book, or even a great one, may be different for everyone. For me, a good book makes me laugh, makes me cry, and teaches me something. (Okay, so that ends up being most of the books I read…)
“‘Sometimes you can do everything right and things will still go wrong. The key is to never stop doing right.'”
It’s no secret how much I love to travel. It offers endless culture, language, food, adventure, and the perspective that can only be found when you step out of your comfort zone. I have never been a big fan of cities though. They have plenty to offer, just like travel itself, but cities are too crowded and complicated for my liking (especially long term). One of the things I love most about traveling is being able to experience all of the nature. I’ve been lucky enough to explore nine countries, each with its own allure, and I can tell you one thing for sure: the earth is a magical place.
When I woke up this morning, I rolled over to my pup for our daily dose of morning cuddles. I reached for my phone, turned off the twelve snoozed alarms, and scrolled through my social media feeds. Today was different than most days though. Every post was about women. Strong women. Smart women. Young and old women. Complicated, kind, creative, and innovative women. Daughters, mothers, sisters, and friends. I am honored that I know so many of those women and, when I woke up this morning, I was inspired to make all of those women proud.
“Here’s to strong women. May we know them. May we be them. May we raise them.”
My semester abroad in Ireland started off a little rough. I had an especially good time the previous semester when I was still at my university in New Hampshire—good roommates, good friends, good classes. And while I looked forward to going, I was apprehensive to leave. It was my first time out of the country by myself and I wasn’t all that great with big changes. I was struck by overwhelming homesickness the moment the plane landed. Read More
Tuesday marked the third day of 2017. I wished a Happy New Year to one of the kids I look after, as it was the first time I had seen him since late December. He immediately told me that it was too late to say that anymore. We were already three days into the year. It wasn’t new anymore. Man, did that put me in my place! Read More
This is the time of year most perfect for celebrating friends, family, and life itself. I looked back at my New Year’s posts from this time last year, a goodbye to one year and a welcome to the next, and I’m surprised by my optimism. Even though I crossed a few things off my bucket list (!!!) and traveled the world, this year was nothing like I expected it would be. (I mean, did this year somehow just kick everyone’s ass or what?) Now, it is time to say farewell and move on to something, hopefully, better. Read More