Decorating your Christmas tree (and your entire home) is always the best part for me. Especially when you get to do it with some of your favorite people. Although there were plenty of times when "fights" needed to be broken up, arguments had to be settled with calming words and the lights had to be redone because there were holes missing, it was still the perfect way to start the month of December.
2017 is the third year I've gotten a Christmas tree with roommates. While I had previously gone tree shopping with my mom or dad, there is something different about actually agreeing on a tree with several other people. Each year I've learned something new so I thought in honor of it being the first of December, I would share three tips with my readers on how to find the perfect tree.
I don't think I factored in properly how insane my October was going to be. I had all these cool plans for Blogtober and I was so excited!
And then before I knew it, October was here and I was super busy. I've been gone every weekend from September 30th until now (minus one weekend in which I was able to catch up on house work and chores), and I still have two more weekends of trips to get through.
Don't get me wrong! I love (LOVE) to travel and go out and explore, but doing it back to back on top of an 8-5 job Monday through Friday is starting to wear me down. Which in turn has made my blogging and videos slow down. Even sitting down to type this out, I can't help but think that I have some many things on my to-do list that I need to finish.
I leave for Beaumont, then New Orleans in two and a half days, come back on Halloween, then turn around and drive up to San Antonio on November 3rd for Bri's birthday. After that, much of my traveling is done for the year, unless I make a weekend trip up to Austin or SA again, which means I can get back to blogging on a sort of schedule.
I am super sorry that my blogging has started to lag but when I come back, I'll come back kicking!
Until next time lovelies,
Today, September 10, is World Suicide Prevention Day. In fact this past week, September 5-11, is National Suicide Prevention Week. As someone who struggles with her own depression and anxiety, I try to bring awareness to weeks, months or days that hit close to home with mental illnesses. Unfortunately, with my life being slightly hectic the past couple of weeks, I didn't even realize that we were coming up upon this week.
We still live in a society that unfortunately makes it difficult for people to talk about what they are really feeling or to get help. The International Association for Suicide Prevention gives a statistic that every year 80,000 people die by suicide and up to 25 times that many make a suicide attempt.
That is 80,000 mothers, fathers, daughters, sons, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, friends, wives and husbands that believe there is no way out. Every year since 2003, the International Association for Suicide Prevention has hosted a World Suicide Prevention Day with different themes. This year's theme is "Take a minute, change a life."
Sometimes one moment, one minute in a stranger's life, in a friend's or a loved one's life, one moment can change someone's course of life. The IASP have also spoken with ones who have attempted suicide and are still here and wanting to share their stories. The consensus between them is that they realize they don't want to die, they want someone to step into their life and ask them, but very rarely does someone actually do it.
We live in a society that make people afraid to ask for help because we think it makes us weak, but in reality it makes us that much stronger. So today, and everyday, I stand with thousands upon thousands of other people who are lending their voices, their ears, and their shoulders to those who need someone to listen, someone to cry one, someone to speak up for them. In a world full of sadness and violence and hate, we need to lean on one another more than anything now.
Please take today, or tomorrow, or the day after that, etc., to ask your friends, family or even a stranger if they are okay. You might just happen to be their thread of sunlight in a dark world.
Until next time lovelies,
As I am sitting here, writing this post at my cousin's house in Austin, my home in Corpus Christi is currently waiting to get hit by a Category 3 hurricane. I almost didn't want to write anything about it. I wanted to avoid and hope that it was all a bad nightmare that I would wake up from.
It was never my intention to write something like this on my blog, but this is real and this is my home. I can't help but write about it. Plus... I couldn't fit my thoughts into 140 characters on Twitter.
Back in April, Bri, Kaci and I officially bought our three-day ACL wristbands, and now with just a mere 49 days until one of the best music festivals to attend, I am getting more and more pumped for it. But for people who have never heard of Austin City Limits or have been living under a rock, why should it appeal to them?
It has officially been two months since I’ve graduated college with my Bachelor’s degree, which technically means I have a month of summer vacation left…But was I really ever on summer vacation?
The amount of times I have tried to write this post is astonishing. I've written it on bad days when I was trying to get words on screen. And on good days when I was too preoccupied with trying to get "happier" posts up. But I'm sitting down and I'm focused. I haven't had a really bad or a really good day. I'm sort of at an in between state which can be seen as a neutral, which funnily enough is what most people call "normal."
"If it scares you, it might be a good thing..."