November 2019 in Michigan: snow, snow and even more snow…


November 2020 in Michigan: 70° sunshine!
As coldness and winter approaches, I encourage all of you to spend more time outdoors (safely of course) 🙂





November 2019 in Michigan: snow, snow and even more snow…
November 2020 in Michigan: 70° sunshine!
As coldness and winter approaches, I encourage all of you to spend more time outdoors (safely of course) 🙂
I wanted to put a pause on my regular travel posts and write about something that’s been lingering in the forefront of my mind this year.
I’ve been struggling with long-term extended family estrangement and somewhat short-term immediate family drama, as well as some pretty upsetting friendship breakups. I won’t go into specifics in order to protect those around me, but I’ve been in a dark place for about a year or so now. As one can imagine, this has taken a toll on my mental health.
I recently heard a quote on one of my favorite podcasts that goes a little something like this:
“Depression is the greatest acting teacher. I can smile through anything even though I just want the ground to open up and swallow me whole.” If that doesn’t hit you like a semi truck, I’m not sure what will…
I’m not a therapist or licensed professional by any means, but I wanted to share some strategies I’ve been applying to help with the pain of broken friendships and family relationships. It’s important to note that all of these points coincide with each other and this is the “flow” as I see it. Remember: everyone’s journey is highly personal and individual.
I have a lot of people in my life – family members in particular – who will never be proud of me, no matter what I do. In the past and present, I have been laughed at or mocked for my dreams and ambitions. Family members have and will continue to make me feel small to build themselves up. About five years ago, I chose to let them go as opposed to clinging onto the gaslighting and the guilt (e.g.: “well, I guess it’s your choice if you don’t want to be here” comments when THEY were the ones hurting ME).
Oftentimes we find that friendship and family breakups seem abrupt, without true closure. I was best friends with someone for nearly 12 years and I’ve been thinking about our good times lately. But with that, I’ve also been thinking of the bad. The truth is that she was like an older sister to me, whereas I was her “plan b”/“second choice” friend for a very long time. Write a goodbye letter. Get rid of photos. Do something that allows you to create your own closure. Remember, don’t change yourself to fit others’ narratives of you.
It would be so easy for me to say, “She was a horrible person because of X, Y and Z.” Although there are times I’ve been hurt by family and friends (and honestly still am hurting from recent experiences), I try my damnedest to acknowledge that we all have flaws and shortcomings. I realize this is much easier said than done, but I’m hoping this will make me a better, stronger person in the end.
Conversely, it’s okay to be angry, hurt, frustrated or upset. As long as you aren’t taking it out on the other person, allow yourself to reflect on your feelings in the present moment. Thinking of a past memory you miss? Cry. Thinking of how good things were in the past? Smile. The more you hold back and shove your feelings into a corner of your mind, the longer it’ll take you to move on.
I may never have a best friend who reminds me of an older sister ever again, but I do have amazing friends in my life. I feel loved every day, even if it isn’t by a family member. I may never be close with my family, but I have several friends-turned-family relationships that fill my heart. Be around like-minded, supportive people who will always be there for you (and always be there for them, too!).
Every day of 2020 has felt like an overwhelming struggle, but I am much more resilient than I was before. “When life hands you lemons, they say to make lemonade, but you can’t make lemonade without any sugar.”
I hope these tips help you as much as they’ve helped me 🙂
While listening to one of my favorite people on one of my favorite podcasts (Mayim Bialik and Freakonomics, respectively), I was moved by every word she relayed to her listeners.
Mayim discovered that our lives are hyphenated (e.g.: Catherine Olivia Spader, 1993-20??). She asked us, “What will you do with your hyphen?” My jaw dropped. It’s never been explained so simply.
Life isn’t a dress rehearsal: this is our one chance to do something amazing. Although 2020 has been the most challenging year of my life – and has been for many others – I’m going to focus on exploring sights unseen, as well as the true passions of “my hyphen.”
Politics. Protests. Pizza cravings for the seventh time this week. Oh my!
I think we can all agree that 2020 has been a cluster…! My husband took some photos of me and had me pose according to his scenarios. I hope this makes you smile and laugh today 😅
“Look like you just won an Oscar, but are trying to remain humble” pose:
“You accidentally dropped your Oscar in front of millions” pose:
“Did you really think I’d drop this precious Oscar?” pose:
“Who am I kidding? I’m not even an actor!” pose:
2019 has been a year of turbulence and exhaustion as opposed to the year of happiness and fun that I was hoping for. But I’m going to look at my worn-out, busted glass as half-full…
This year has been filled with:
Jazz music
Quality time with the ‘rents
Concerts
Trevor Noah
Quality time with my best friend and my Little Sister
Selfies with the pup
A sick honeymoon
Bark in the Park
Carolyn’s amazing bridal shower
I’m hoping that the rest of 2019 is full of weekend getaways, more quality time with loved ones and music!
And if not…
“Let’s raise our glasses and lower our expectations” – Geoffrey Zakarian – Cate Spader
I realize I am very late to the party here, but better late than never 😉
Over Memorial Day weekend, my then-boyfriend of nearly six years proposed to me! I knew it was coming, but the weekend was truly special and being in such a beautiful place with such a beautiful, loving man means the world to me.
A few weeks prior, Juan asked my dad for my hand in marriage. Although I knew we were taking a trip, I had NO idea where we were going until I boarded the plane! My dad knew and apparently told Juan that I enjoyed Myrtle Beach in high school (true!), but I’m so impressed they both lasted so long without telling me. More importantly, I’m (pleasantly) surprised that I didn’t guess our destination correctly!
Feeling the sand in my toes, seeing sharks and dolphins swim around and enjoying the sunshine with my babe was the perfect way to spend a long weekend 🙂 I am truly blessed to have this man in my life, and I’m even more grateful that as of 11-16-18, Juan is now my HUSBAND!
Juan has had this stone for me since I was 19, yet this whole journey still doesn’t seem real…
As the friend who is “always gone somewhere,” a lot of people ask me where my favorite place is (or what city I enjoyed the most). The truth is that after visiting 20 countries abroad, I can’t pick “one favorite.” So instead, I have five!
I put this in chronological order, not in order of preference:
Aix-en-Provence, France (2014)
Amsterdam, Holland (2014)
Kiruna, Sweden (2016)
Bergen, Norway (2016)
Bangkok, Thailand (2017)
Where are YOUR favorite places?!
This weekend, I participated in something extremely spiritual and heartwarming. I visited an elephant sanctuary with my friends from the Mirror Foundation. Mind you, we didn’t ride the elephants, nor do we condone that behavior; however, we fed and bathed them!
Riding elephants, no matter how “well cared for” they are, is awful. It’s an exploitation of Thai culture, as well as a form of animal cruelty that I won’t even get into. The bottom line is this: always educate yourself on animal treatment, as well as cultural acceptances, when researching zoos and animal sanctuaries!!!
The experience was incredible. A songtaew picked us up from our hotel in Chiang Mai, where we met three Swedish girls. I recognized the Swedish instantly, and it turns out they lived in Kalmar, where I lived for five months! Small world!
When we arrived, we immediately changed into matching shirts to wear over our clothes. We had an educational lesson about elephant sanctuaries, which ones are proper, and how to feed/behave around the elephants.
Feeding them was beyond what I thought it could be. They didn’t even need the bananas to be peeled for them; the only one who did was the seven month-old male named Ronaldo! How cute!!! We held the bananas behind our backs and fed them one by one. I absolutely loved the experience, even if my hands became muddy from their thick tongues!
Throwing mud at the elephants seemed like an odd task, but we all had so much fun getting messy and the elephants were enjoying themselves! Bathing them off with buckets of water was probably my favorite part, because we could really get up close and personal with the elephants.
My words and photos don’t do the experience justice. Visit the Elephant Jungle Sanctuary if you’re ever in Chiang Mai!
I’ve been here since April 17, and I can already tell you that my life has changed for the better.
I’m living in a camp/”commune” like setup. I have been living in a room with a mosquito net above my bed, have been taking cold bucket showers, and have been eating a low-protein, high-carb diet (opposite from home given that I’m a celiac).
This experience has been humbling, and to say that is an understatement.
I am currently teaching English at a local orphanage. The children are so grateful to have us there, teaching them and playing with them of course. I have always wanted to adopt children, and my time here has shown me that I’m meant to do this one day.
I will be volunteering until May 13, and I am beyond thankful that I have made this decision. I will aim to not take things for granted when I come home on May 21. I want to live like the villagers here: having less and making the most out of life (always having smiles on their faces)!
I have been struggling these past few months, post-graduation. I had been through the ringer with job applications, interviews, and other miscellaneous drama that needs no further explanation. Rather than sulking and doing the same things day in and day out, I decided spur-of-the-moment to volunteer abroad.
I have been living in a “commune-like” setting in a village in northern Thailand. This experience is very much different than home: cold bucket showers, mosquito bites like no other, and copious amounts of sweat.
When you think of Thailand, you think of beaches and tourist destinations, right? But take a moment to consider the poorer side of the nation; I have been teaching in an orphanage and playing with young village children, who barely know English at all. Thailand is more than tourism: it has personality and it truly is “the land of smiles.”
Thank you to all of my friends and family who supported, and continue to support, me through these major life decisions!
Message of the day: always be grateful for what you have. There are others who have less than you, but may be more likely to give more because of it!
Hello everyone, I’m feeling down today. I know it’s a weird thing for me to say/admit, but it’s true. I haven’t blogged in awhile or wrote anything worthwhile in a couple weeks. It’s not about the views or the likes for me; it’s about how I feel while I write. But I haven’t felt the need to write recently, and now I feel as though all of my thoughts are bottled up inside me.
Here are some things I’ve been feeling lately:
I feel these emotions and feelings are quite normal, but I need to combat these feelings. As an aspiring Buddhist, I believe acceptance and embracing is key; however, I don’t want to be “okay” with feeling blue.
Here are some things I am going to try in order to ease my anxiety:
I have two exams next week, on top of having to clean my room, my hamster’s smelly cage, packing for a trip up north, and having two jobs to hustle through. Let’s just say that next weekend cannot come soon enough! I need to just face facts and realize that my two exams are important, but will not make or break my life (although they may do that to the grade in my class). I have always been the type who is stressing over exams and sweats the little stuff; I need to be my type-B self when it comes to my education. Exams are exams, and exams are tough, but that shouldn’t define the day or week I’m having.
On top of the stress associated in school, I cannot stop comparing myself to other people. Many of my friends have recently announced engagements or marriages, while I’m over here bickering with my boyfriend of almost three years like an old married couple. We’re both stressed about work and classes, yet while we spend any amount of time together, we take that stress out on each other. It’s not fair for either of us. Also, many of my friends are graduating this May (I guess I “should” be, too). I keep feeling like I’m struggling or something…? I can’t really explain the feeling I have about it. I guess my point is that I need to stop comparing myself, my grades, or my relationship with other people because I am my own person. I know there are things that people think about me that they find impressive (hopefully).
Aside from writing, I have other passions believe it or not. Maybe if I dig into my passions I won’t be comparing myself to others as much (it’s human nature – it’s bound to happen). I really enjoy photography, playing the piano and the flute, as well as golfing. I took homecoming photos for a good friend of mine who is running to be on court, and it made me realize that I really miss photography. I started my own photography website via SquareSpace, and I will be publishing that live within the next few days or so. Whenever I travel, I love capturing what I see because it brings back whatever I was feeling in that moment. I need to keep up with that.
I have also been listening to a lot of Regina Spektor and Stromae lately, which has inspired me to play musical instruments again. I took piano lessons as a child and I had the ability to be a concert performer, a music major, maybe even play for a living. I turned it down when it became too challenging – I gave up on it. But really, I gave up on myself. I did the same thing with the flute; I was really good, but I couldn’t handle the competition. We had to compete for “first chair,” where the best performer sat closest to the instructor. I don’t want to be the best, but I want to be my best. I want to play for me, no one else.
Looking on my past is both inspiring and depressing, and I mean that in the best way possible! I look at things that I would have done different, but I would not have changed a single thing. I am leaving for Sweden soon, which inspired me to look at a few photos from my previous study abroad adventure:
These photos bring me hope; they show me that happiness is real and that this is just a dark time right now. I hope that I can feel like myself again soon, because I miss it when my cheeks hurt from smiling too much! It’s always darkest before the dawn.
That’s all for now! Sorry about the photo spam (not really)! 😉