From seed to sprout to lifestyle
It only took me about a week of mental preparation to make my Christmas cards. Yay we did it! Ever since I can remember, I've always enjoyed making Christmas cards for my family. Not only do I put effort into the crafting (which is by no means spectacular), but I always aim to write personal … Continue reading Handmade Christmas Cards
Wow, sometimes, I wake up and still cannot believe I am going to have a little one here in just some weeks! God designed life in such a creative way, the detailed conditions for incubating a baby are just beyond me. Not entirely, though, I know how I got here. And you know, at first, … Continue reading the Baby Shower!
I've finally submitted my last and final undergraduate assignment this morning! The relief felt oddly painful. No, really, my heart rate accelerated and I was getting a little warm. Completion anxiety? Is that a thing? In any case, I am quite excited to have fought back against the obstacles that have deterred my course. Many of them … Continue reading Finally!
As an adult, this word means almost nothing to me. But, as a child hearing the word "revolutionary" sparked imaginative feelings of drive and innovation. I want to change the world! Teachers and adults were always pushing the idea onto us (as children). This directive was loud and clear. I MUST change the world!
Yesterday, I read a blog post from a psychologist who was arguing that you can't be "too positive" all the time. I guess he received commentary because he goes out of the way to remove negative comments from his site. It's actually funny, this world seems to support positivity and motivation until it's a consistent … Continue reading You can only be so positive…
I saw a meme this week that said the holidays can be a hard time for people with broken families. And it's true. Especially for people spending a significant amount on social media... Images of big happy families--enjoying beautiful dinners or bonding activities--that scream "love" can make people who don't have this experience feel incomplete and inadequate. Not because we are actually incomplete or inadequate but
