It is good to breathe fresh air. Crisp and just a bit cool. The air I breathed in while staring at the horizon on a cliff in Inishmore (one of the Aran islands in Ireland: The thrill of getting close … Continue reading My Backpack
I was running errands in Florida when my boyfriend Bradley messaged me an interesting question: What’s your biggest fear? It took me a few hours to reply, not because I was pondering this. I was busy. After returning from my … Continue reading Auschwitz
It is not as chilly this morning. I closed all the windows last night. I never thought I would come to Mexico City but here I am, spending the holidays and eager to move here next year. Correction, this year. I begin 2017 with thyme tea. Mexico was never high on my list. Yet here I am, being surprised again. Its beauty, I believe, has been highly overshadowed by negative media. 2016 was empowering. I rang in the new year on a solo trip to Barcelona, went on several hikes, started getting into fitness and yoga, and got published on 4 platforms other than my own. This … Continue reading 2016 Where I have Been (and Where I am Going)
It was exactly one year ago that I wrote a blog entry regarding all the surprising things I found about life in Madrid after only a month in Spain: Phew. I feel safe around graffiti now. “The girl who’s carried an agenda since 4th grade finds herself in the present and *gasp* without a plan,” I wrote. It was the most perfect unplanned plan I have ever carried out. The entire year was filled with surprise. I allowed myself to be stunned by Spain. Living abroad for an entire year without a clue of what I would … Continue reading 10 Important Quotes: insights of an expat
“No I’m not gonna change yet! I look hot!” That’s apparently Christina’s first memory of me, freshman year of college. I was in the dance team, and had just returned from a basketball game. I bumped into my roommate and her friends, they were playing board games in the common area. I sat on the couch instead of going up to my dorm room to change into the more appropriate lounge/make-up free “dress code” of the evening. A conceited time in my life, but hey…In my defense, High School had really sucked, and I was reinventing myself this first year of college…exploring who I wanted to be. … Continue reading See you tomorrow.
Another fall from grace. I dread getting blindsided by suffering…any suffering! Even the kind where you smack your little toe against furniture. It unsettles every bone in my body as I go from cloud 9 to somewhere near the end of a black hole in the galaxy. Excuse me, I’m getting carried away. But yes, it sucks to be in pain. The morning after the fall my muscles ached, and I replaced breakfast for a coffee and then chamomile tea with honey. “That should carry my anxiety through the day,” I thought. Here’s the tough side of moving abroad by yourself: I’ve only been here … Continue reading The Sight That Saves Me
It’s almost midnight, and the wine is delicious. I let my hair down, feeling tremendous relief from the tight “teacher bun” I was wearing today. T.V. off, pants off, and heavy-weight-on-shoulders off. It turns out that moving abroad is not … Continue reading 1 year from now, I’ll write a blog entry saying: I LIVED IT ALL