Plan well, have fun, travel the world!
It was relationship game day. The weather was a perfect 75 degrees with a 20mph cool breeze and Google maps told me there was no traffic on the drive to the playing field. I’ve been to all the practice sessions. I’ve read all the play books. I’ve had excellent coaches on the sidelines who encouraged me,
Last year, around the same time I decided to start this blog, I promised myself I would quit talking about going to see a ballet and actually GO SEE a ballet performance. I wanted to see the best dancers in a great location for a reasonable cost. I wanted to see Misty Copeland with my own two eyeballs.
Do you ever notice certain times of the day, or days, when you’re better at a particular thing than others? Like relaxation, for example. Some people are at their best in the morning and others (like myself) are night owls. Or studying. Some like to have peace and quiet and others like loud music. Or cooking,
I don’t know about you, but with all of the stuff happening with the election and with the business of life, Christmas came and went FAST this year.
Nevertheless, I was able to pause for a minute and enjoy being around family. This year was the first year where I was the only sibling in attendance.
One of the reasons I enjoy the holiday season is because of the many opportunities to give. I give regularly and consistently throughout the year, but these months are extra special because I feel like I can contribute to someone’s direct, physical need(s). I am given the opportunity to do something for someone that is fun and rewarding.
Last night I had a “moment.”
What is a “moment?” For those of you who are unfamiliar with the term, it’s the dreaded feeling that hits you when you are by yourself on the couch (or in your car, room, toilet, wherever) and you start to reflect on your life and how it’s not what you imagined.
Thanksgiving 2016!
I must admit, as a food lover, that Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. I might go on a limb and say it is, in fact, my favorite. Maybe. This year was a special year because I was able to see my grandma, my sister’s family, my cousin, and aunt at the same time.
After 10+ years of being away, I recently went back to my hometown of San Diego, CA to visit family. From the moment I stepped off the plane I felt confident, calm, and right where I knew I needed to be. Home has that feeling, y’know? It’s something undeniable yet un-explainable. It’s familiar. It’s comforting. I didn’t know going back home would elicit such strong emotions from me,
Congratulations!
You get the honor and privilege of reading my first blog post! #winning
Let’s just say that starting a blog is like strapping an electrified ball of anxiety on your shoulders for a few months until one day you wake up, look at the ball in the mirror and think, “why don’t I actually get rid of this today?”