Showing posts from November, 2014

Something to be Thankful For

Happy happy Thanksgiving to all!

It’s hard to wrap my mind around the idea that today is already Thanksgiving. I often think back to this time last year, and I am so thankful to be in such a different mind set and have so, so, so much to be thankful for.
This time of year so many thoughts run through my head. Thanksgiving is the official start to the holiday season (although I began gift planning back in August…) so everything associated with Christmas is commonplace. For us college kids, however, this time of year marks the final stretch. Crunch time, if you will. When I return from break I will have five class days remaining before finals. Talk about intimidating! But with all of this buzz, we can’t forget what today is truly about.
Ever since I was probably six or seven, my dad and I would wake up every Thanksgiving morning and head over to Starbucks (as you can see my love started at a young age!) I would bring a book, and dad would bring the paper. We’d both get our respective be…

Two Roads Diverged in a Wood...

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-  took the one less traveled by,  and that has made all the difference. - Robert Frost
Growing up, my mother used to recite the final stanza of this Robert Frost poem all the time. When my sister and I would complain about something she would recite these three lines. When we would talk about how annoying an application was or the process to get something done, she would say these lines. In too many scenarios to count, my mother would recite these three lines, and that has made all the difference, in my life.
When Alex died, my family and all of those who knew Alex closely, were directly thrown on the road less travelled by. We didn't choose to take that road, we didn't go that direction for the challenge. No, we were thrown onto it, with no warning, and no preparation.
You see, there are many interpretations to Frost's poem. Some see it as a more positive ending, and others, see it as sad or disgruntling. But my mom always spoke it to A…

Remember Where You're From

It's hard to believe that it has been one year since writing my first blog post. (Check it out here! ) It has been one year since simply deciding to write a blog. I can still remember sitting in my tiny, University of Minnesota dorm room back in Frontier hall. Sitting at my desk, putting my life out there for so many to (potentially) read about it. I didn't know what would happen next with this blog. If it would be short-lived, if people would actually read it, and if I would actually enjoy it long term. Looking back, one year later, I can't even begin to describe how happy I am to have somewhat spur-of-the-moment, decided to create this blog last November.

I often say things like "Two years ago I never thought ____ would ever happen" or "If you told me back in high school ____ would happen, I would never believe you", but the truth is, it's so, so accurate and looking back, it's crazy to think about the way my life is shaping up, compared to wh…