Saturday, December 27, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 15

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 15
Writing Prompt: Something you always think “What if…” about

What if I won the lottery? What would I do with that kind of money? 

Everyday when Claire and I went to work at Access of West Michigan, we passed the billboard which showed the current amount of the Michigan mega millions lottery. Everyday the number would rise and everyday when we passed it, we would think, ‘What if I won the lottery?’ and the question continued into the office about once every two weeks. We would go around the room and say what we would do, Andy was the conservative one. He would buy a one bedroom house and set aside a very modest amount that he would live off of every month and just do what he wanted to do in terms of a job (he never did tell us). Carolyn said she’d put it towards her wedding and her married life (that’s practical use of it). Some of the other workers said they would invest it, donate it, or give it to family. 

So what would I do with that kind of money? As of today, December 27, the mega millions pot is $172,000,000, but when we had seen it was well over $240,000,000. That’s a life changing amount of money. That’s all your dreams come true, all your debts paid, all your junk food addictions given life too, that’s a lot. of. money. 

What if I won $200,000,000? 

I would start by giving amounts to my family who needed it most; help them pay of debts, school loans, bills, mortgages. My family helped me to get where I am today, they deserve part of the money, too! 

I would then pick an agency, organization, non-profit, foundation, etc. that I truly feel inspired by and donate a good amount of money to them. To help them to continue the great work with financial help, as all (the ones I know of) non-profits need. 

I would put the majority of it into a savings account, probably a CD, so I wouldn’t be tempted to use it all up at one time, and earn a little more somethin’ somethin’ on it. 

I would then take a year of travels to the most epic places in my mind. Enjoy and explore the world that God wants us to see. To see the sights, experience the food and culture, and learn how others live around the world. 

What I have left, I’d put into savings to help in the future for my family and any financial burdens we may have, or share the experiences I had already taken with my husband and kids, exploring the world and learning together. 

I think it’s a good ‘what if’. The thoughts of the ‘what if’ question vanished when someone actually won the lottery and the number on that billboard reset and was only $1,000,000 (which is still a lot of money)! 

What would you do if you won the lottery? I would love to hear! 

Friday, December 26, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 14

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 14
   Writing Prompt: A quote you try to live by,    NEW 2013 LV handbags online outlet, wholesale HERMES bags online store, fast delivery cheap LOUIS VUITTON handbags

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 13

Day 13: 30 Day Writing Challenge 
Writing Prompt: Your opinion about your body and how comfortable you are with it 

All my life I have been above averagely happy and comfortable with my body, except now. Having graduated college and stopped swimming and working out, the typical 30 hours a week that I was, has been very hard on my eating habits and my body. I work out, if I am lucky, about 10 hours a week, but I still eat as though I was in college and swimming that much. I don’t have to tell you what happens, about that…you gain weight. Since May, I have gained 10 pounds. I realize that it could be worse, however, as much as I try, I can’t seem to lose it. I’ll go on a diet, and lose weight, then my diet will end and I’ll just start stuffing my face with treats (by the way, I have the biggest sweet tooth). 

Obviously I need to change my eating habits for good. Good news, I have an allergist appointment next Tuesday and am making an appointment with a dietician. I know I am allergic to something else because I keep having strange and repetitive symptoms. 

So the question, am I comfortable with my body. Yes and no. Yes, but not as comfortable as I was in the past. I need to amp up my workouts and tone down my eating habits. I need to do some ab work and get my six pack back. I need to tone out my legs. But have no fear, once the summer comes back, I’ll be on those mountains in a heartbeat.  

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 12

Day 12: 30 Day Writing Challenge
Daily Prompt: Bullet your whole day 

Tuesday, December 23, 2014 

  • Sleep like crap, fear that my alarm won’t go off to wake me up for my plane 
  • Wake up at 4:15am 
  • Freeze butt off when get out of bed, because it is 55 degrees in the house 
  • Change, finish packing
  • Lock doors
  • Leave house
  • Drive to airport
  • Park in the garage (BAD CHOICE)
    • Not enough time to go park in the lot
  • Walk through the airport to security
  • Stand in line at security 
  • Realize I forgot my iPod in my car (SUCKS)
  • Go through the security line and keep hearing the lady behind me having an anxiety attack because she has never flown on an airplane before and makes comments like such: “I’m about to shit in my pants. I’m so f**king nervous.” 
  • The military guy in front of her keeps saying, “It’s the safest way to travel….It’s only my third time flying. I like the ground, but the air is really safe. 
  • Make it through finally and get to gate, where I realize that: 
  • “Shit in my pants” lady is on my plane, well, shit. 
  • Hope she doesn’t sit next to me…I can’t deal with an anxiety attack, without an iPod, at 6:00am, and the thoughts of how much money I am going to pay for my bad choice of parking in the garage. 
    • Great start to the day, people 
  • Sitting in airport…waiting 
  • Boarded plane
    • Mechanical problems with plane
    • Still sitting in a plane
    • Delayed
  • In the air
  • Asleep
  • Making funny faces at the adorable 5 month old baby girl next to me
  • Sleeping
  • Funny faces
  • Landed
  • Checked departure board, found out that my connecting flight was one gate over from my arrival flight. Never happened in Atlanta. I typically have to haul ass across the airport on the trams, the moving sidewalks and my own two feet. Thanks parents! 
  • Sitting at the gate, sending e-mails and typing this blog 
  • Bathroom
  • Reading Travel Blogs
  • Listening to The Nutcracker 
  • Board Plane
  • Fly home
  • Get picked up by mom
  • Go explore my parents new home…my childhood home is no longer
  • Go on walk?
  • Play games?
  • I don’t remember the rest of my day eek. I am writing this now a day later…that makes me a bad blogger. Uh-oh! 

Needing vs. Wanting a Man

Needing vs. Wanting a Man 

All my life my family had told me that I was going to be the first one married. Now, this doesn’t seem like a big deal, as they may have been joking, some more serious than others. No matter if people were serious or not, it stuck with me. After years of hearing that I was going to be the first one married, I had it engrained in my mind that I was indeed going to be the first to get married. (I am the youngest child of three, and number 6 of 7 cousins/kids in the extended family.) 

The summer of my sister’s wedding, I was living alone in Florida, working at a great non-profit organization. I had no true friends in Naples, I just had the people I worked with and the people I swam with in the morning. I left the house at 5:00am every morning and came back at 6:00pm every night. I would come back to an empty house, and a lot of time to think about my failures. 

I felt that I had failed my family, for not being the first one married. I felt that I had failed myself, for not being the first one married AND for the fact I wasn’t even dating anyone. I would think about my past relationships and how things may have ended differently if I would have done this…or that, or if one of us had felt something else. I questioned everything. I had failed in being the first one married and it drove me insane. The more and more I thought about it, I was digging myself into a deeper and deeper hole. It seems silly to think something so small could impact me so greatly, but it was something that I heard over and over again for years and years by different people. It seemed like I was letting everyone down, including myself. 

This low point led me to do things that I typically wouldn’t (that will come later…) and it led me to many tears, many doubts and a large drop in faith. I would cry myself to sleep most nights and couldn’t console in anyone. One night, the week before the wedding, I tried going to sleep and I tossed and turned. At around 2:00am, I couldn’t take it anymore. I texted one of my friends, who was going through similar things as me and she told me to Skype her, so I did. It felt so good just to purge everything I had to her—my doubts, my failures, my losses, my temptations, my bad doings…everything. I knew that by telling her, I wasn’t going to be judged, I wasn’t going to be criticized, because I knew she was going through things as well, and I wouldn’t do those things to her. I was able to sleep well after our two and half long conversation and able to be happy at my sisters wedding. 

Yes, I did believe full-heartedly that I would be the first to get married, and now here I am two years later with no boyfriend and both my siblings are either married or engaged. My cousins are mostly dating who they will marry and that hasn’t really bothered me…at least not anymore. 

Everything wasn’t fine after that. Yes, for a long time of my life I was happy and enjoying being single, then came senior year. I’ll give you some background on Calvin College—the one thing I don’t like is the pressure of dating. When I entered Calvin as a freshman, one of the first things they said in orientation, was that women come here to get their “MRS” degree…that’s right, they are telling us that most people get engaged or married while in their stay at Calvin, and many of my friends did just that. 

I fell to the Freshman Frenzy, when everyone sees all the ‘new fish in the sea’ and form elementary crushes, some will be the ones you will marry, some of them will break your heart further down the road, and some of them are just the elementary crushes…I was in that stage. I went rom guy to guy, having silly crushes on them, thinking about what could be in the future. Then came sophomore year, no serious crushes. Then came junior year, I was abroad for two and a half months finding myself, shaping myself in a better image, growing and learning about myself, I had no interest in a boy. However, that summer I did. The summer going into my senior year, I felt the pressure of the “Senior Scramble”, (single seniors, you gotta hurry up and find the one, or you’re not going to), and I became a member of eHarmony. It’s not one of my proudest moments, I never wanted to be that kind of woman, but after writing a paper and presenting in a Sociology class about courting, dating and hooking up, we found that every 1 in 4 relationships start online. 

After being on eHarmony for a few months, I felt myself building confidence in ‘flirting’ and being a good online prospect. I was still weary about the possibilities—would they be a serial killer, a rapist, a bad person? But then I found one, a Lutheran, from Ohio who had gone to college with one of my cousins. Seemed pretty good. It blossomed and in January 2014, we started dating. 

Things started happening too fast, things that should have made me back away from the relationship or ending it entirely (I did end it, but should have done it sooner). He told me he loved me too soon, he told me that in a year we’d be married and trying to have kids (this was two months into our official relationship…we’d been talking 8 months). Everything moved fast. 

Looking back, and having the time to think and reflect on the situation, has made me learn that I so badly WANTED a man in my life because of the pressures of my school. I saw that my friends were mostly all dating and happy, I saw all the engagements on my Facebook newsfeed, and I saw all the love. I WANTED a man because everyone else around me already had one. I WANTED a man for all the wrong reasons. 

It was from this relationship that I learned that you should never go out and try and find a man (significant other) because you want to fit in, you feel the pressures of society because a good relationship won’t come of it. It could, but the want to keep that relationship going, might blind you from an unhealthy relationship, or ‘the one’ passing by you. 

What do I do know? I joke around that I need a man, so that I can stop being the only single person in our family, the one who has to sleep on the air mattress in a room, has to clean up the room that she got kicked out of to let one of the couples sleep in. I say that I need a man to help me in our family competitions so I can stop recruiting cousins as my ‘dates,’ but that’s not what I want. 

I want to take a step back, roll with the punches. I want to continue praying for God to bring me ‘the one,’ I want to continue going on casual dates (if Julie every found me one), so that I am able to better know what I truly want and need in a man. I want to hang back and put my trust in God, instead of going searching for a relationship that could hurt me later down the road. 

If you are in the same position as me, evaluate your life, do you pursue relationships because you WANT to fit in, or you feel you NEED someone? I want my love to be pure and not forced because of the pressures I feel in society and my family around me. I know what I NEED in a man to be happy and what I would WANT my man to have, but that’s an entirely different story. 

“God surely listens, understands and knows the hopes and fears you keep in your heard. For when you trusts in His love, miracles happen!”

“God has placed you where you’re at in this very moment for a reason, remember that and trust he is working everything out!” 

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 11

Day 11: 30 Day Writing Challenge 
Writing Prompt: Your opinion about your body and how comfortable you are with it 

All my life I have been above averagely happy and comfortable with my body, except now. Having graduated college and stopped swimming and working out, the typical 30 hours a week that I was, has been very hard on my eating habits and my body. I work out, if I am lucky, about 10 hours a week, but I still eat as though I was in college and swimming that much. I don’t have to tell you what happens, about that…you gain weight. Since May, I have gained 10 pounds. I realize that it could be worse, however, as much as I try, I can’t seem to lose it. I’ll go on a diet, and lose weight, then my diet will end and I’ll just start stuffing my face with treats (by the way, I have the biggest sweet tooth). 

Obviously I need to change my eating habits for good. Good news, I have an allergist appointment next Tuesday and am making an appointment with a dietician. I know I am allergic to something else because I keep having strange and repetitive symptoms. 

So the question, am I comfortable with my body. Yes and no. Yes, but not as comfortable as I was in the past. I need to amp up my workouts and tone down my eating habits. I need to do some ab work and get my six pack back. I need to tone out my legs. But have no fear, once the summer comes back, I’ll be on those mountains in a heartbeat.  

Sunday, December 21, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 10

Day 10: Writing Challenge
Writing Prompt: Somewhere you’re like to move to or visit 

I think this is pretty obvious. I’d like to visit the world and see what God has created in the secluded parts of the world. 

Saturday, December 20, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 9

Day 9: Writing Challenge
Writing Prompt: Five words/phrases that make you laugh/smile

  1. “Life is for deep kisses, strange adventures, midnight swims & rambling conversations”—that sounds like a pretty damn good life. It sounds like the life that I lived in New Zealand when I was trying to find myself. I found myself, but I’ve lost myself. All I have left of that trip are the memories, the writings and the photos of the kisses, strange adventures, skinny dipping with four foot long eels and rambling conversations while kayaking down a river or hiking across a mountain top. 
  2. “Be happy and smile” — Simple. That’s the way I want to live my life.
  3. “Everybody has that one crazy friend…” —Makes me think of my crazy ass friend who can’t be described on paper, on computer. It simply has to be seen. The bond we share is crazy. Life would certainly be boring without her.
  4. “Wee, I’m a Target by myself…” — Two words: Black hole
  5. Guilty Dogs...All of them...FANTASTIC

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Friday, December 19, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 8

Day 8: Writing Challenge
Writing Prompt: My fears

Fears. When I think fears, I think of my best friend who is terrified of spiders. It was to the point where if you mentioned a spider, she’d scream and probably punch you. In college, when we were roommates, I was the designated spider killer. Let’s just say, by the end of the year, we had shoe prints all of the walls of our apartment. 

Fears. When I think fears, I think of my mom who is afraid of heights, or so I believe. All my life she has made me think she’s afraid of heights, but maybe it’s just that when she’s up high she get’s dizzy, and dizziness isn’t very pleasant. 

Fears. When I think fears, I think of how I felt on the gondola of New Zealand’s tallest bungy jump in the world—the AJ Hackett, Nevis Bungy. All 134 meters of it. While watching my friends, and complete strangers go, I had never felt my heart race so fast, sweat beads forming on my hairline, and my body shaking uncontrollably. That was fear, but I was able to push through, fall to what I thought was my death, to be pulled back up by a massive bunny cord. That fear was only temporary. 

Some fears are like my best friends, they will always remain with you, but some are temporary, as you muster up the courage to push through and succeed, like my bungy jumping experience. Today I am going to write about my fears that stay with me, and will continue to stay with me all of my life. 

Fears. When I think my fears, I think of one. One big one. One that will make or break my life. My fear is that at some point in my life I won’t be happy. I have always considered myself a very happy person. I try and make the best of every situation, I make laughing and smiling an everyday activity and I love having fun and being truly happy. Sure, there are things that have pushed me off the road, that have challenged me, my faith and my happiness, but I’m not talking about that fear. I fear that I won’t be genuinely happy. Maybe I don’t fall in love, maybe I don’t follow my dreams, maybe I don’t do something that I love in life. What if something happens and takes away my happiness and my further dreams of being happy? My fear depicts all my other fears in life. If I’m not happy then this could happy, or maybe that. 

I think happiness is such a staple in people’s lives; it can be interpreted a lot of different ways. Does happiness mean you are living the American Dream—mom, dad, 2.5 kids, and a dog, nice house, nice car? Does happiness mean you don’t follow your dreams and goals, not qualifying for the Olympics or traveling the world? Is happiness depicted by how well your family interacts, how much love is shared? Everyone’s happiness is different. 

My happiness is my biggest fear. I don’t want to lose the biggest part of me, the biggest part of what makes me, me. How can I avoid facing reality with my biggest fear? My only thought: live a life I am proud of. Do what makes me happy, not anyone else. Life a life you won’t regret 10, 20, 30 years down the line. Be you, be messy and be beautiful…because you are His Masterpiece. 

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 7

Guys, I meant to post this last night, but I fell asleep...typical problem in my life. :) So today, you get Day 7 and 8. Now, these are in no specific order...I think. 

Day 7: 30 Day Writing Challenge
Writing Prompt: Five guys whom you find attractive 

Liam Hemsworth

 Chris Pine

Theo James

Ian Somerhalder

 Ryan Gosling
Now, if you notice, you'll notice three things: 
1. They are all celebrities
2. They all have some serious sexy scruff
3. They are all wildly out of my league 

A girl can dream, right? 

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 6

Writing Challenge: Day 6
Writing Prompt: Your zodiac/horoscope and if you think it fits your personality

Cancer in a Nutshell:
Cancer is a mysterious sign, filled with contradictions. They want security and comfort yet seek new adventure. They are very helpful to others yet sometimes can be cranky and indifferent. Cancer has a driving, forceful personality that can be easily hidden beneath a calm, and cool exterior. The crab is Cancer's ruling animal and it suits them well, they can come out of their shell and fight but they can also hide in their shell of skitter away back into the depths of the ocean. They are very unpredictable. With cancer, there is always something more that meets the eye, for they are always partially hidden behind the shell. They have a deep psyche and intuitive mind that is hidden from the world. Cancer is deeply sensitive and easily hurt, this might be why they have their defense shell in place, to avoids being hurt by others. They are nurturers so they surround themselves with people, whom after a while can offend or hurt a cancer without even knowing they did so, therefore Cancer's protective shell keeps them safe from hurt. They are complex, fragile, unpredictable and temperamental and need constant support and encouragement, more then any other astrology signs, Cancer needs to be needed. When cancer gets the support it needs, it has a tremendous amount to offer in return. Cancer is very possessive, not just with material possessions but with people as well. Cancer will always want to stay in touch with old friends and anyone who has ever been close to them, because it is easier to maintain a friendship then attempt to learn to trust a new person. It is easier this way for them emotionally. If you befriend a Cancer, you will stay friends for a long time. Cancer makes the perfect mother, this is the sign that represents motherhood. They have unconditional love and caring more so then any other astrology sign. Cancer are very intuitive. Most of the psychics of the world are Cancer astrology signs. They have an excellent memory and are very observant and can read people very well. They can usually tell of other people's intentions are good or not. Never dupe a Cancer, they can see your motives. Cancer has a lot of emotional issues to deal with but once they overcome this large hump of shyness and insecurity, there is practically nothing they can't do. With their strong intuition, sensitivity, powers of observation and intelligence, they will have great success in anything they undertake. 

I don’t think I have ever taken time to read over my zodiac sign, because I’ve never believed in it. I believe I’m the way I am because God made me that way. I feel and I live off of my experiences and my values. However, reading over this, I feel as though this is fairly accurate. I have thick shell and only certain people get all of me, but it takes me awhile to break free of that shell. It may have been because of past experiences, but I can’t let my guard down fully because I can’t trust fully until I have some time. I am very contradictory. I’m always happy, yet I may come off as cranky or indifferent. I lover helping people and being there for others, and definitely find comfort in small groups of people other than large groups. I love people, even though I can only take small amounts at one time; I observe from a distance and I read people. I can usually tell if people’s intentions are good or not, it’s all apart of being a social scientist. I’m curious and want to seek more in life, but I am dedicated to friendships, I seek what the future holds, I seek adventure and I live in a sensitive, caring, emotional, hidden, guarded way. What can I say, I’m unpredictable, but pretty predictable. I’m a messy contradiction. Guess I’m a Cancer. 

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 5

Writing Challenge: Day 5
Writing Prompt: Things you want to say to an ex

You asked me what you did right in our relationship. You asked me this one day after I broke up with you. I didn’t respond. To be honest, you didn’t deserve a response. The only thing I have to say to you, aside from all the awfulness in my head that is waiting to come out at you, are eleven simple words that sum up everything:


Monday, December 15, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 4

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 4
Writing Prompt: Put your music player on shuffle and write the first ten songs that play 

  1. God’s Not Dead (Like a Lion) — Newsboys
  2. I Don’t Dance — Lee Brice
  3. One Thing Remains — Jesus Culture
  4. You Never Let Go — AJ Michalka 
  5. Lay ‘Em Down — NEEDTOBREATHE
  6. Burn — Ellie Goulding
  7. My Chick Bad (Remix) — Ludacris ft. Diamond, Trina, Eve
  8. Water Tower Town — Scotty McCreery 
  9. Stay With Me — Sam Smith 
  10. I Hope it Rains — Jana Kramer

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Seeking a 'Fun' Night

After being sick for so long, my friend Rachel convinced me it was because all I do is work, and have no fun. So, the two of us, went to Lewis Ginter Botanical Garden to see the Christmas lights. Now, I have been to the Columbus Zoo for Zoo Lights, and in my opinion nothing can top that, and these lights didn't. However, they were still pretty and gave Rachel and I a time to talk, and have this 'fun' that she wanted me to have.

Having both gone to Christian colleges, and both being swimmers, it was a great time to just talk and share experiences that had happened in our past that made us who we are today. (Sounds a little bit like, "My Messy Masterpiece," right?) For four years, I was surrounded by like believers in faith, who challenged me and questioned why I believe the way I do. It was something that I loved--one of many things that I loved about Calvin College. I felt as though I could talk to those people about the real struggles in my life, because they would have an answer, they would always send me back to the Lord with prayers, scriptures and hope that I could climb my way out of a hole. And that's what I felt with Rachel. It was a genuine, fun, conversation that brought up those challenges and crazy fun experiences, that allowed two Christian women (swimmers) to talk with no judgement.

After the Lewis Ginger Gardens, we went to American Tap Room and had dinner and drinks. Conversation was just easy, certainly never boring, and it was definitely that fun I was looking for in my totally busy days. She, like many, is going to go back to school in the fall, in Charlottesville. She wants to become a scrub wearing ultrasound tech. She says everything changes, she never knows what she wants to do, but being an ultrasound tech is her constant. I however, feel that I am not that lucky.

If you asked me everyday what I want to do, I would tell you, everyday, a different thing, however, the one constant in my life is New Zealand. Do I just want to travel back there? Do I want to work and live there? However, the thoughts of New Zealand bring up one concern: If I move there, where is all of my awesome stuff, which is laying in my parents basement going to go? That's a big question for me. Thus, I think I should just return to New Zealand, study or travel there for a year, find myself and come back to the states and work.

Enough about New Zealand though. I am sure I could write your ear off about it. Back to my night. Back to a great night that is continuing in the attendance of a new church this morning. Rachel and I both agree that we like trying new churches, learning new faiths, new denominations, so we are trying out Movement Church  , a church she says is Baptist and non-denominational. I am leaving here shortly to go, I'm excited to get out of bed and try a new church. I will say I am guilty of being a Bedside Baptist the past 2 months or so. (Bedside Baptist = the act of laying in bed and streamlining a church service onto TV/computer and you watching it).

I want to stop going through the motions of attending church and leaving. I want to find a good church that fills me up inside, a church that gives me the community that Calvin College, gave me. A church that challenges me, provides me with opportunity to meet other similar minded people as me. So, I'm excited, I could hate or love it, but it will get me off of my Bedside Baptist routine.

I know I had these feelings before I went out with Rachel. But time allowed to talk with her and make some things more clear, did just the trick. I'll let you know about my new church experience, whether I love or strongly dislike it. It may open up new doors and new experiences for me. And who doesn't want new doors and experiences?

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 3

30 Day writing Challenge: Day 3
Writing Prompt: 5 Pet Peeves

  1. SHOUTY CAPITALS in a text or e-mail
  2. People, (men take note), who honk in front of your house instead of getting out and ringing the doorbell 
  3. Lazy people
  4. Kids with baggy pants hanging below their ass
  5. Chewing with mouth open, or chewing and talking 

Saturday, December 13, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 2

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 2
Writing Prompt: 5 Ways to my Heart

  1. Be a Christ-filled man who can challenge me and grow in our faith together 
  2. Go on adventures with me and be spontaneous 
  3. Have meaningful conversations with me 
  4. Make me laugh everyday 
  5. Look at me as if I am the only woman in the world 

Friday, December 12, 2014

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 1

30 Day Writing Challenge: Prompt 1
Write something you feel strongly about

 There are so many things that I feel strongly about, such as my faith, the  inequality in our world and nation, the fact that so many people in this nation think all the homeless people are lazy bums when in fact they (all) are not. I feel strongly about swimming, my friends, writing, sharing things that may be able to help others in the future. I feel strongly about baking, cooking, and crafting (even though I sort of suck at it sometimes). The list can continue to go on, but what I want to write about with you today, is travel…wanderlust. Wanderlust- a strong desire to wander and explore the world. 

I had travelled before I went to New Zealand and Australia, but my traveling was confined to the  United States, Mexico and some of Central America. I was able to see and witness beautiful things that not a lot of people get to see in their lives, and that amplified so much when I was abroad. We lived a simple life in NZ and AUS. A life out of packs on our backs, living in tents during the week and simple dorm rooms of hostels over the weekend. A good week would involve three showers, two of which were in an actual shower. This simplistic lifestyle meant there was no pressure to keep up with social media, being glued to your phone, tablet or computer. The people we cared about knew where we were and how to contact us if need be, but they weren’t something I thought about (sorry, guys!). I cared strongly for the sites around me. The beauty that I witnessed, that such a small sliver of the world’s population had seen before. The beauty that questioned everything I believed in, wondered about and challenged what I want to do with my life.  

I could go on and on, and on and on, about the things I saw and how I changed in these two amazing countries, but I will save that for a later post. I want to say that if people have time in life, or even if they don’t, leave your home and go travel. See the world through a different set of eyes, a different set of pressures and live a life asking questions and seeing beauty in the world. Live simplistically, don’t spend thousands of dollars to travel the rich way of fancy hotels…you aren’t experiencing the culture and geography of the country that way. Live life simple, travel and see the world. It’s a shame that people don’t take time out of their lives to explore the beauty and meaning of the world that our Lord God created for us.