To say that I am still here and kickin’! Life in Montana is very laidback so far. It will be a year since I came out here this coming Christmas season. A year sure does fly by when you’re
having fun working a lot.
My 24th birthday is also around the corner (Oct. 17th) and I couldn’t be more excited. I always remind my friends and cousins that we’re another year closer to 30! They always give me the same groans about how they don’t need to be reminded, but I do it anyway :)
I’ve since stopped working at the ski resort here and am now a caregiver at a senior living place. It’s a really nice job and it gives me more insight into how the aging process affects each individual differently. I can see myself working and living here for the few years until I decide on where I want to officially settle down and start my life. Even though I am living it right now, there are still other aspects that I want added into it. A house and a family of my own are the two major ones so far.
Aside from living and working and working and living, I am trying to bring more happiness into my life. Whether I accomplish that by spoiling myself with a shopping trip or taking a quiet, morning walk by a neighboring pond, happiness is something that I want more of. I don’t want to get into a routine where I’ll find myself bored when there are plenty of options/activities for me to choose from.
I guess you can say that self-happiness and self-love are the two things I am currently working on. Hopefully I can see them manifest themselves into me soon.
Yesterday was such a great day, especially weather-wise. I was up early in the morning volunteering at a Mother’s Day 5k race that was in support of a local non-profit organization here in Bozeman, MT. Since I officially live here now (as of late March/early April), I decided I want to put myself out there and become a part of my new community. The city is home to Montana State University and is very diverse because of that. There are also plenty of coffee/tea shops, local restaurants/stores, and vibrant atmospheres among the nightlife. It is a small city, but it is full of fun and friendly locals.
Below are two photos I took yesterday along my walk home after the race. They were taken at the Bozeman Pond which is a convenient 20-minute walk to/from my house. I just love the reflections that appear in both photos.
This past weekend I went on an impromptu camping trip with some of my co-workers. We camped at a site by Cliff & Wade Lake here in Montana, which is close to West Yellowstone.
Our weekend was full of burgers, music, and sitting around the campfire (which we burned late into the night).
While I was there, I walked down to the lake with one of my fellow coworkers and took the following two photos. I wanted to try out the panorama option on my phone since I hadn’t used it yet. I just did some sharpness touchups and added to the color to make everything pop!
Enjoy your Monday, folks!
I woke up this afternoon in a hungry state. I thought about the groceries I bought yesterday & decided to make myself breakfast, or brunch, with some of the items I had purchased. I have to say, this meal satisfied me completely!
My brunch consisted of blueberry waffles with cinnamon, turkey bacon, cheese eggs, & a polish Kielbasa sausage. Looks tasty to me (it tasted even better!).
Now it’s time to get back to my laundry tasks for the day. Have a good Sunday!
This photo is for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge. This week’s topic: Clouds.
There is not much to be said about fear. It can consume you, make you stronger, or both. This is how it usually goes with me. I allow it to seep into my mind and take its rightful place. My dreams and daydreams alike both suffer from it residence there. It is like a bug, a mosquito or ant, that gnaws away at your skin until you are forced to take notice of it. When you do, the itching and irritation seems to get worse and worse as you give in to the scratching that occurs from it.
What I am getting at is when you scratch at a bug bite, it sends temporary relief throughout your system that makes you believe that it is okay and that it is going to stop soon. But that is never the case. Either you live it out and let the bite run its course until it disappears. Or, you soothe yourself by adding lotions, oils, or other concoctions that you believe in onto your skin. It is still there. It is not completely gone. That is what I do with fear.
I either caress it or ignore it.
I run from it.
I hide it.
I conceal it.
But none of this helps. I keep fear with me because sometimes I am weak and cannot bear to face it. I hold on to it because it lets me know that I am alive and that I am scared of the world that I live in. I let it consume me because I feel like I have no other option.
Fear makes me feel alive. It helps me with knowing that I am a human. I can feel this intimidating emotion and still live to see another day. I say that it lives in my mind because it does. Day in and day out. Fear lives inside of me. It helps me with my awareness in life. I am more alert of my surroundings, of those I interact with, of strangers I pass on a daily basis.
Fear gives me life. I thrive on it at times. Other-times, it strikes in my heart. It makes me paranoid or overly cautious. There are different types of fear that I have experienced. One being fear of living because of the negative things that happen in our lives. Others being afraid of being a failure, growing old, dying alone, dying young, losing someone close to me, the list can go on. I am sure one of you reading this can relate to one of these last fears listed. It is a part of being a human. We feel these things in our everyday lives. They are natural feelings.
To end my rambling thoughts, I will say this. If I lived my life without fear, I would still be the same person I am today. Yes, I let it consume me, but I am stronger because of it.
*This is a response to this week’s Dungeon Prompt: Fear, how do you use it?. Sorry for my ramblings, folks!
There she stands
With her sunken, dark brown eyes,
That have been reddened
By the tears of her own words
The words spoken evilly about herself
Others admire her
For her grace, diligence, intelligence
She only sees unworthiness and hate
Unworthy of being beautiful
Or having a steady relationship
Hate, which stems from her blood
Her lineage, who accuses her
Of being anything but good or smart
The belittling words of others
Have settled into her own mouth
Cutting deeply into her skin.
As she speaks these lies,
Her tongue swells, knowing her real truths
The ones that depict her in a positive light
She is full of grace, diligence, and intelligence
As she stands
With her dried, dark brown eyes,
She realizes the true beauty that she is
That she has finally become
Lending time to listen to her own truths
And speak them into existence
Has led her on a road to recovery
To a better life, to a better her.
*This poem is in response to this week’s Dungeon Prompt: I Am A Recovering…
As the title shows, I indeed have a love-love relationship with tea. Earl Grey is my choice as of now, has been for the past 3 years or so. I picked it up one day, wanting to try a new flavor, and haven’t put it down since. This post is all about being thankful and telling others what you are thankful for. So, here are a few things that made my list for today.
Tea, Earl Grey to be exact
Marathons of I-cannot-change-the-channel shows such as Law & Order.
Reruns of Seinfeld & Frasier
My friends who haven’t given up on me yet
My family members who actually show that they care
All of the new friends that I made this summer
For still being alive to see another day
Here is my photo entry for Cee’s B&W Photo Challenge:Lights for this week.