Month: June 2015

June 27, 2015

Hi everyone!!  It’s been a little while.  I caught a nasty virus in London and have spent my first 10 days in Florida getting over it.  It’s nice in a sense because I have spent most of my time home with my dad. I just turned 40, but it’s amazing that he still manages to make me feel 12 as soon as I walk in the door.  “I picked up your almond milk, honey,” or “I’ve been getting the house ready for you,” are his usual welcoming words.

My dad is an interesting fellow.  Someone should write a book about him.  He is a symbol of the Anerican dream, an idea I think rarely exists anymore.  He has worked hard for everything he has. He was born a sharecropper’s son in the cotton fields of Mississippi (thus the green thumb).  One of twelve children, he worked his father’s fields often missing school in the process.  It was in those moments he yearned for education.

A run away at the age of 13 (too long a story), he worked with one goal in mind, to get his education.  After four years of service in the Marines, he took advantage of the G.I. Bill and began studying .  He studied at one of the most prestigious schools in the U.S., Columbia University.

To say he has lived the dream is an understatement.  He came from nothing, educated himself, raised a family and became a successful businessman.  I couldn’t be more proud of my dad.  Happy Father’s Day ❤

Hello from London! I’ve been here for five days now. I tagged along with my boyfriend who has a work conference, so I have been spending most of my time exploring this amazing city alone.

I have always had a crippling fear of getting lost. I have no internal compass. Tackling and conquering a gigantic city like London is a huge accomplishment for me!! I may have taken the wrong turn here and there and had to turn around, but ultimately found my way. It’s a perfect analogy in life. Sometimes we feel lost, take the wrong turn, maybe go off the beaten path, but ultimately find our own way.