Hello Friends, it's been a minute (or like two and a half years, but who's counting?).
Who would have predicted that we'd be in something like this quarantine because of COVID-19 otherwise known as the Corona Virus. It has a lot of people freaked out for sure. And honestly, for good reason. But there are good and bad ways to deal with this kind of thing. I'm not sure that stocking up with toilet paper is exactly the right response. Everybody's got butts to wipe, yall! The goal is not have to use leaves or CVS receipts. But such is human reaction.
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Hello old friends, I hope all is well and your Christmas spirits are high. This topic has been on my mind recently so I wanted to talk about it.
Since my last post, many exciting life things have happened: I got a job teaching, graduated college with my Bachelor's degree, I was in two of my closest friends' weddings and attended another, and I officially became a Florida resident. That was the stage of life that seemed to be up in the air the most - and boy was it worrisome. Graduating was hard, but I did it and that's all that matters! (WOOO!) The weddings were amazing and full of God, love, and adorableness; but I want to talk about my teaching job. You may want to hold on to your seats because God may just blow you away . . .
As the months fly by, I am constantly reminded that graduation is approaching and with graduation comes official adulthood-ish. For those of you who are in a similar spot (whether from high school or college), it seems like the future is scary but exciting - am I right? So let's try to get through this together!
My dear blog-followers, I am sorry that it has taken me so long to write another post. I could list excuses like school or work or this or that but that doesn't change anything. It has been months of you waiting to see what I'll say next; and, well, I guess it has been months of me waiting to see what I will say next. There are plenty of other things I could be doing, but I want to write a post as a good way to start off 2017. This post, I'm not quite sure what it will turn out as, but I'm thinking it as a brief review of the months I have missed, talking about new years resolutions, and the Passion Conference.
There comes a time inside of a writer where everything that's bottled up must come out to the readers whether or not the writer wants it written. That is this.
Honesty is the best policy, right? At least, that's what we're told from before we knew how to talk. Thus, here is my honesty: Hiya Fam, I know I've been MIA again for a while. June was pretty crazy. My second job started, and I was finishing up my online class I took for 7 weeks. Life on my end has been non-stop to say the least. Some days I'll go from one job to the next with little down time in between - can anyone relate? Tiring days for sure, but money has to be made I guess.
Needless to say, a lot has happened in this world. In OUR world. I've chosen not to say much because, in all honesty, I don't know what to say. My Facebook feed is full of people voicing their opinions and crying out for someone to fix this world we live in. But I'm going to try to hash out what's going on inside of me regarding recent events, so bear with me - beware, it's a long one. [Disclosure: these are all my point of views, not anyone else's. I'm not posting this to debate issues, rather to just get out what I'm thinking. Also, beware of sarcasm.] Hey Y'all,
sorry I've been MIA for a while. The Semester has come to a close and the craziness of working all summer as well as taking a summer class and everything else I have to do has commenced. My brother also got married on May 21st, so I have a sister (FINALLY!!!). I've had some ideas brewing in my head about what to talk about, and since I realized I haven't written a blog post this month yet, I figured it was time to stop brewing and start writing. It's not going to be my longest post ever but I hope I make the point I'm aiming towards. I was thinking the other day about the difference between being popular and being known and if there was a difference. What do you think . . . is there one? Feel free to leave a comment and weigh in =] I want to start off this post saying a few things: one, these are true stories that involved me; two, I did get permission from the people on the other sides of the stories to write about their scars; three, I am not telling these stories to exalt myself in any way but to tell about real-life occurrences and that people can overcome whatever it is they are going though - no matter how severe or dark; and four, if you need help or someone to talk to, please do not think it is a sign of weakness to reach out. People are here to help you. Talk to me. Talk to a friend/parent/teacher/pastor/someone. There's also an organization called To Write Love on Her Arms (TWLOHA) that was started 10 years ago that is geared towards helping people during the hard times in their lives. https://twloha.com/
Love is real. Hope is real. Help is real. You are not alone. You are enough. https://twloha.com/find-help/local-resources/ I was always that naive little girl that gave the benefit of the doubt to the world and negativity bounced off of me. I knew that not everyone saw the world that way, but I didn't understand why. One day, I caught a glimpse, and it changed my perspective forever. Dear Mr.G,
First of all, I wanted to thank you for never giving up on me. Thank you for always staying true to you and encouraging me to do the same. You were there during my awkward stages and those of uncertainty. You answered all of my millions of questions, as well as encouraged me when life got me down for whatever the reason was that day or week. Mr. G, I want to thank you because you made a difference in my life, and, because of that, I am the woman I am today. |
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