What I’m Thankful For: 2016

I’m probably a little late on the bandwagon, but I’d like to post about what I’m especially grateful for this year.

1. My Parents

Can I write a whole page about them?? Every time I’m down or I’m sick or I’m the littlest bit antsy, they’re right there to catch me. They are the reason I’ve been able to feel so secure in myself and I love them to death. Without them, I wouldn’t be able to prosper in anything I do. They have given me so many wonderful opportunities and have allowed me to be someone I can be proud of. Best. Parents. Ever. Continue reading “What I’m Thankful For: 2016”

My Favorite Childhood Memory

item_5.renderimage.imagepath.550.309Has anyone ever asked you where your “happy place” is? That question is usually used as a strategy tailored to finding inner peace, so you can focus and do your best work. Here is a new trick that will boost your mood: think of one of your favorite childhood memories. It could be the smell of fresh grass, the morning route you took to deliver newspapers, walking into your favorite candy store, or playing with your favorite toy. Just think of it, and go there. Immerse yourself and feel at peace. If you loved watching the sunrise with your parents: FaceTime them at 5am and watch it on your porch. If you loved the smell of Grandma’s brownies: get the recipe and bake them. Continue reading “My Favorite Childhood Memory”

A Conversation with My Dad

Yesterday was my Dad’s Birthday, so I decided to dedicate this post to him. Him and I don’t always see eye-to-eye but I know he cares about me and that’s all that really matters.

My father has been saying that he is so bored with this life lately. He has “nothing to look forward to”. I told him that his kids are supposed to make him feel young. When you have kids you’re supposed to look forward to the new changes and milestones in their lives. He disagrees. He opened up to me and said he can’t feel young unless the changes I make revolve around his opinions. This means that he won’t be happy unless I do what he says. Continue reading “A Conversation with My Dad”