HAPPY SUNDAY

I am actually writing this in the early week but I wanted to write a good lengthy post for you all this week.

Being real. I feel like recently, I have acknowledged a lot of my struggles. Something I don’t do often because I want to be happy go lucky as much as possible. But now that I’ve done that, I feel like I am more sensitive than normal. It’s almost like I was blocking out internal feelings and after writing it down in my past few blogs, it’s like I have allowed myself to let some of these emotions come to the surface. Which is a good thing. It lightens the load on my brain for a refreshment period. School is just one of those things. I thought this year wouldn’t necessarily be a breeze, but something with enough balance where I could feel structure while not experiencing all the stress I’ve felt in the past. But then I remembered who I was… THE ULTIMATE STRESSOR. The start of this year has been a bit of a whirlwind. Starting a new specialization opened a realm to a new group of classes, readings, content and I couldn’t find a groove. When things start to flow, I understand information more. I learn with more passion. Gain insight and feel inspired. I feel like I will hit the tipping point soon and have that ‘aha’ moment, but for now I am still working my way up there.

Being real. I love walking to school in the fall. I love the breeze. Morning walks. A week ago I was getting tired of it but now that the weather turned around and finally correlated with fall, I am happy to walk to school. I can clear my head a bit. Talk to my family on the phone. Get a coffee on the way. Look at the trees. I don’t know. Just something about walking in the fall brings me A LOT more joy.

Being real. I love my job. As much as I get frustrated with the drive being in traffic most of the time, I love my job. It’s automatic. It’s a break. It’s fun. I just love it. I feel like it activates a different part of my brain where I don’t think about school but just work in the moment with no distractions. By the time some of my past jobs started coming to an end, I was tired. I didn’t want to go to work anymore. But I love going to work.

Being real. I have two midterms on Monday. TWO. I don’t know why they actually do that. I don’t know how to condense two classes worth of information into my brain when I am already consumed with MANY other distractions. But hey who knows. I am trying my best. And that counts for something, right?

Being real. Next week is reading week. And I get a little break. But what they don’t tell you about reading week is that if you haven’t caught up, now is the time. Because midterms continue even after reading week and it is crazy and then before you know it, exams are right around the corner. It’s just a lot. And I can never wrap my head around how fast classes go. My mind never catches up to it.

Being real. I love my house. And I love my friends. I’ve been feeling really grateful lately. And I like writing down when I am feeling this way. Because when things mentally get rough, and I am ever feeling isolated or down or sad, I can always look back at these blogs and remember the times I was feeling extra grateful and extra happy. It just reminds me that slumps are really just that. Small bumps in the road. And they are not everlasting.

Being real. I love my blog. I love that I can share so much about myself and look back at all my periods of growth. My ups, and downs. This permanent platform. I love that I can share so much about myself. And learn so much about myself. To grow. To laugh. To reflect. And just to learn more about me. We live life seamlessly, sometimes not always realizing the impact of our thoughts. Not always realizing our actions or how we act in the world. And I like that I can look back and learn about my thoughts and feelings, my likes and dislikes.

Being real. Writing is just so relieving. I don’t have to think. And I just write exactly what’s coming to my brain that second. Like right now. I like sitting down every week to write. Because I build up a lot inside me. And I just feel so free being able to write everything.

Being real.

STAY KIND:)

with love,

Grace<3