Hello, strangers.
I've recently moved and have been going through some boxes with lots of old "stuff" in them. I've found old cell phones, letters from friends, old pictures, and what's left of my old diaries. The memories have begun flooding in, and I'm feeling a bit nostalgic.
Just the other day I came across a small piece of torn light blue paper that read, "You know what your problem is? You always do what you're supposed to do, not what you want to do." This little beat up scrap of paper is from a diary that was destroyed long ago (about 5.5 years to be exact). It chronicled my relationship with my ex-boyfriend, who although he was a jerk at times, was always bluntly honest with me. That little scrap of paper from that long gone journal is something that he said to me about 7-8 years ago. It obviously struck a cord with me at that time, then almost 6 years later when I destroyed then rest of the diary, and then now. It's a simple piece of paper that I can't seem to get rid of. And just to be clear, it's not because HE was the one who said it. I'm not trying to hold on to anything about him. It's just this message. I can't put it out of my mind.
You see, my whole life, it's been true. I've always made decisions based on what was best.. and by what was best, I mean what would be the most socially appropriate decision to make. I never wanted to disappoint anyone. I was a good girl... but to the extreme. I did what I was told, when I was told, and how I was told to do it. I often sacrificed my own wants and desires in order to do what would be considered the right thing to do in so many other people's eyes.
Now, at this point in my life, I'm a 25 year old women. I want to get away from this good girl persona, but it's impossible to shake. It's not like I want to break the law, or do something scandalous. I just want to be able to make decisions that I feel are right and not worry if other people think it's the right decision. I want to take the path that is best for me.
So, I think I'll this little torn scrap of paper, stick it in my purse, and take it out every once in a while to remind myself to be true to myself. <3
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
a baby named Sophia
Hello, strangers.
Once again, graduate school has taken over my life! Good thing I graduate in May! ;) I'm excited to have my life back!!
I want to share a story about my favorite person in the whole world: my 8 year old little brother. He amazes me more and more each day with his imagination and creativity.
Recently, he called my twin sister, who is getting married in a little less than 2 months. Their conversation went something like this:
Little brother: Hey! Where you at? (with his little Cajun accent)
Sister: At home.
Little brother: Well.... (long pause) are you gonna have a baby after you get married?
Sister: (very surprised by his question) Well, maybe not right away but maybe later...
Little brother: Oh, because I just thought of a name.
Sister: What kind of name?
Little brother: (with excitement in his voice) Sophia!!
Sister: That's a pretty name. I'm going to have to remember that if I ever have a little girl.
Little brother: Welllllllllllll, are ya??
Sister: I don't know, but maybe one day.. and I'll have to remember your name if I do, huh?
Little brother: Yeah! Ok, I just wanted to tell you that! Bye! I love you!
Now I know to most people this conversation may not seem very significant... but you see, my little brother is growing up FAST! I'm always dreading the day when he becomes "too cool" for his big sisters... dreading the day that he no longer thinks I'm fun or cool! He's already stopped hugging my sister and me in front of his friends, even though we both live out of state and only see him a few times a year.. These last 8 years have passed by quickly, and I know when he's a teenager, his 30something year old sisters will seem far from cool! However, conversations like this make me realize how much he thinks about my sister and me and how much he wants to be a part of our lives. & I guarantee, the day my sister or I find out we are pregnant, he will be sure to hold us to the promise that we would take his baby name into consideration. I have a feeling whichever one of us has a daughter first will use the name Sophia.. it may not be a first name, but it'll make it in there somehow (middle name perhaps)... because this little boy, who is almost 17 years younger than us, has made such a huge impact on our lives. He just melts our hearts. <3
Once again, graduate school has taken over my life! Good thing I graduate in May! ;) I'm excited to have my life back!!
I want to share a story about my favorite person in the whole world: my 8 year old little brother. He amazes me more and more each day with his imagination and creativity.
Recently, he called my twin sister, who is getting married in a little less than 2 months. Their conversation went something like this:
Little brother: Hey! Where you at? (with his little Cajun accent)
Sister: At home.
Little brother: Well.... (long pause) are you gonna have a baby after you get married?
Sister: (very surprised by his question) Well, maybe not right away but maybe later...
Little brother: Oh, because I just thought of a name.
Sister: What kind of name?
Little brother: (with excitement in his voice) Sophia!!
Sister: That's a pretty name. I'm going to have to remember that if I ever have a little girl.
Little brother: Welllllllllllll, are ya??
Sister: I don't know, but maybe one day.. and I'll have to remember your name if I do, huh?
Little brother: Yeah! Ok, I just wanted to tell you that! Bye! I love you!
Now I know to most people this conversation may not seem very significant... but you see, my little brother is growing up FAST! I'm always dreading the day when he becomes "too cool" for his big sisters... dreading the day that he no longer thinks I'm fun or cool! He's already stopped hugging my sister and me in front of his friends, even though we both live out of state and only see him a few times a year.. These last 8 years have passed by quickly, and I know when he's a teenager, his 30something year old sisters will seem far from cool! However, conversations like this make me realize how much he thinks about my sister and me and how much he wants to be a part of our lives. & I guarantee, the day my sister or I find out we are pregnant, he will be sure to hold us to the promise that we would take his baby name into consideration. I have a feeling whichever one of us has a daughter first will use the name Sophia.. it may not be a first name, but it'll make it in there somehow (middle name perhaps)... because this little boy, who is almost 17 years younger than us, has made such a huge impact on our lives. He just melts our hearts. <3
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Everybody Knows Somebody
Hello, strangers.
This week is National Eating Disorder Awareness Week. For those of you who don't really know me, the reason I got into psychology was because of my interest in eating disorders.
In the United States alone, approximately 10 million women and girls suffer from either anorexia or bulimia. That means that 1 in 10 women suffer from these disorders! Approximately 1 million men also suffer from these conditions; although, this number is estimated to be much higher as many of these cases go unreported. Another 25 million people suffer from binge eating disorder. And these numbers do not include those individuals who suffer from sub-clinical issues such as body dissatisfaction, negative body image, and disordered eating. The theme of this year's NEDAwareness Week is "Everybody Knows Somebody." These numbers indicate that it is very likely that you or someone you know could be struggling with an eating disorder or a sub-clinical concern...
NEDA asks that everyone do just ONE thing to help spread awareness about these devastating conditions. Eating disorders are not lifestyle choices; they are life-threatening illnesses. Did you know that anorexia has the highest level of premature fatality of any mental disorder? What that means is that more people die from complications from anorexia than any other psychological disorder!
Today, with 2 other classmates, I am hosting an event on my university campus to help raise awareness. I am also writing this blog... What will you do?
This week is National Eating Disorder Awareness Week. For those of you who don't really know me, the reason I got into psychology was because of my interest in eating disorders.
In the United States alone, approximately 10 million women and girls suffer from either anorexia or bulimia. That means that 1 in 10 women suffer from these disorders! Approximately 1 million men also suffer from these conditions; although, this number is estimated to be much higher as many of these cases go unreported. Another 25 million people suffer from binge eating disorder. And these numbers do not include those individuals who suffer from sub-clinical issues such as body dissatisfaction, negative body image, and disordered eating. The theme of this year's NEDAwareness Week is "Everybody Knows Somebody." These numbers indicate that it is very likely that you or someone you know could be struggling with an eating disorder or a sub-clinical concern...
NEDA asks that everyone do just ONE thing to help spread awareness about these devastating conditions. Eating disorders are not lifestyle choices; they are life-threatening illnesses. Did you know that anorexia has the highest level of premature fatality of any mental disorder? What that means is that more people die from complications from anorexia than any other psychological disorder!
Today, with 2 other classmates, I am hosting an event on my university campus to help raise awareness. I am also writing this blog... What will you do?
Friday, February 10, 2012
HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS. <3
Hello, strangers.
I'll admit it. I'm a recent transplant to Texas. I'm not a Texan, nor do I think I could ever consider myself one, no matter how long I live here or how much I love Austin. Truth is, I grew up in a small town in Louisiana. And I always wanted to leave. I was a small town girl who just know I was destined to live in a big city. So, here I am now... living in Austin, TX. It's one of my favorite cities in the country!
However, just last weekend, I went to New Orleans for a friend's birthday celebration. A few of my fellow Texans and I took a weekend mini-vacation there. Although I didn't grow up in New Orleans or visit it much when I lived in LA, the culture is still MY culture. I was back in an atmosphere that I was completely comfortable in. The coffee. The beignets. The food. The music. It all just felt like HOME. I can't quite describe the feeling, but it's something similar to "belonging." It's weird because I always knew that I'd move away from Louisiana, but being back there made me miss it.
Yes, I said it.. I miss home. Honestly, I never thought I would. Louisiana was too small for me. I was bored. But being away from there for about 3 years now, I've realized that the culture is so unique. It's unlike any other place in the world. It's amazing. Don't get me wrong... Austin is an explosion of culture.. but it's not the same. At least, it's not the same to me. Maybe I'm biased. But I've heard others (not from LA) explain it the same way. It's so different but completely inviting... like you just want to jump right in and experience it all!
So, I guess this past weekend lead me to realize that Louisiana will always hold a special place in my heart. It's not only where my family is from, but it's a part of me... a big part. I love the music, the uniquely amazing food, and the way that everyone treats you like you're a part of their family, even if they only just met you! So, yes, I'll admit it, I am and always will be a Louisiana girl. ;)
Hello, strangers.
I'll admit it. I'm a recent transplant to Texas. I'm not a Texan, nor do I think I could ever consider myself one, no matter how long I live here or how much I love Austin. Truth is, I grew up in a small town in Louisiana. And I always wanted to leave. I was a small town girl who just know I was destined to live in a big city. So, here I am now... living in Austin, TX. It's one of my favorite cities in the country!
However, just last weekend, I went to New Orleans for a friend's birthday celebration. A few of my fellow Texans and I took a weekend mini-vacation there. Although I didn't grow up in New Orleans or visit it much when I lived in LA, the culture is still MY culture. I was back in an atmosphere that I was completely comfortable in. The coffee. The beignets. The food. The music. It all just felt like HOME. I can't quite describe the feeling, but it's something similar to "belonging." It's weird because I always knew that I'd move away from Louisiana, but being back there made me miss it.
Yes, I said it.. I miss home. Honestly, I never thought I would. Louisiana was too small for me. I was bored. But being away from there for about 3 years now, I've realized that the culture is so unique. It's unlike any other place in the world. It's amazing. Don't get me wrong... Austin is an explosion of culture.. but it's not the same. At least, it's not the same to me. Maybe I'm biased. But I've heard others (not from LA) explain it the same way. It's so different but completely inviting... like you just want to jump right in and experience it all!
So, I guess this past weekend lead me to realize that Louisiana will always hold a special place in my heart. It's not only where my family is from, but it's a part of me... a big part. I love the music, the uniquely amazing food, and the way that everyone treats you like you're a part of their family, even if they only just met you! So, yes, I'll admit it, I am and always will be a Louisiana girl. ;)
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
I said YES!
Hello, strangers.
As mentioned in my last post, I had quite a busy few weeks, so I've been a bit absent from here.
I hope your holidays were filled with good food, loving family, and fun-loving friends. Mine were quite magical.
I started my vacation with a trip to my favorite place on Earth: Walt Disney World. I hadn't been there since 2007, and in 2006, I did an 8 month internship there, where I met an enormous amount of amazing people. So, it's an understatement when I say that I was happy to be back.
I went with my boyfriend, and his friend flew in the same day that we got there. His plan was to spend the first weekend there, then the bf and I would have the rest of the week to ourselves. It was much needed couple time, in my opinion. :)
The first park we went to was Epcot. It's my absolute favorite place to be. For those of you who haven't been, the park is split into 2 parts: Future World and then World Showcase, which is a tour of countries from around the world, positioned around a reflective lagoon. The second part is my favorite. Nothing beats walking around a beautiful body of water, trying different food and drink from around the world! We started our trip in Mexico, then headed to Norway, China, Germany, Italy, America, Japan, and Morocco. After Morocco, we arrived in France, but since we wanted to take pictures in all of the countries and the sun at this point was in a less than desirable position to get a good photo of their version of the Eiffel Tower, we decided to go to the United Kingdom and Canada first. This plan also worked because we had reservations for Le Bistro de Paris later in the evening.
France was always my favorite pavilion. I've had a strong desire to visit the real France ever since I can remember, and for now, this is the closest I'll get. However, little did I know, after this trip, I'd love this pavilion even more!
When we got to France, we (boyfriend and I) sat down on the fountain, with their version of the Eiffel Tower in the background. It was the perfect backdrop for a picture. Our friend who was taking the photos gave us a thumbs up, and I assumed that meant he had taken the photo. I soon realized that the thumbs up was not for me but for my boyfriend. I found out later that this was the sign they had planned so that my boyfriend would know that our friend had started video taping our interaction. Just then, my boyfriend got down on one knee (I had to watch the video to confirm this because at this moment, I was completely shocked!) and proposed! The ring was absolutely beautiful! Before he could put it on my hand though, I had to remove a ring that I had on that finger already. It was a stubborn little sucker, but we were sitting next to a fountain.. and the water helped! Haha! At that point, we had drawn a crowd, so when he put the ring on my finger and we kissed, we had a cheering audience. I have never been so embarrassed and happy at the same time! Being that I met my boyfriend while we were both working there and I had always wanted to get engaged in either Paris OR Disney World, this proposal was PERFECT! It incorporated everything that I ever wanted! I was in awe with his planning of it.
After calling/texting/facebooking all of my family and friends, we had dinner at Le Bistro de Paris, and it was one of the best meals of my life. They even brought us a little plate that had "Congratulations" written in chocolate and little flowers made out of fresh fruit. After this meal, we caught IllumiNations: Reflections of Earth, my favorite firework show. It was the perfect ending to a perfect day. :)
The rest of the time there, we wore "Just Engaged" buttons that they provide and got to skip a few lines and even got a free photo from Splash Mountain (my most favorite ride.. in Magic Kingdom.)! It was a perfect vacation.
After our Disney trip, we got to see my family for Christmas and then my now fiance's family for New Years! They were all excited to see the ring and about our news.
So, throughout this vacation, we traveled 2615 miles through all of the Gulf Coast states, went to Disney World, and got to see all of our family and friends. My 2011 holidays were definitely the best yet! ;)
As mentioned in my last post, I had quite a busy few weeks, so I've been a bit absent from here.
I hope your holidays were filled with good food, loving family, and fun-loving friends. Mine were quite magical.
I started my vacation with a trip to my favorite place on Earth: Walt Disney World. I hadn't been there since 2007, and in 2006, I did an 8 month internship there, where I met an enormous amount of amazing people. So, it's an understatement when I say that I was happy to be back.
I went with my boyfriend, and his friend flew in the same day that we got there. His plan was to spend the first weekend there, then the bf and I would have the rest of the week to ourselves. It was much needed couple time, in my opinion. :)
The first park we went to was Epcot. It's my absolute favorite place to be. For those of you who haven't been, the park is split into 2 parts: Future World and then World Showcase, which is a tour of countries from around the world, positioned around a reflective lagoon. The second part is my favorite. Nothing beats walking around a beautiful body of water, trying different food and drink from around the world! We started our trip in Mexico, then headed to Norway, China, Germany, Italy, America, Japan, and Morocco. After Morocco, we arrived in France, but since we wanted to take pictures in all of the countries and the sun at this point was in a less than desirable position to get a good photo of their version of the Eiffel Tower, we decided to go to the United Kingdom and Canada first. This plan also worked because we had reservations for Le Bistro de Paris later in the evening.
France was always my favorite pavilion. I've had a strong desire to visit the real France ever since I can remember, and for now, this is the closest I'll get. However, little did I know, after this trip, I'd love this pavilion even more!
When we got to France, we (boyfriend and I) sat down on the fountain, with their version of the Eiffel Tower in the background. It was the perfect backdrop for a picture. Our friend who was taking the photos gave us a thumbs up, and I assumed that meant he had taken the photo. I soon realized that the thumbs up was not for me but for my boyfriend. I found out later that this was the sign they had planned so that my boyfriend would know that our friend had started video taping our interaction. Just then, my boyfriend got down on one knee (I had to watch the video to confirm this because at this moment, I was completely shocked!) and proposed! The ring was absolutely beautiful! Before he could put it on my hand though, I had to remove a ring that I had on that finger already. It was a stubborn little sucker, but we were sitting next to a fountain.. and the water helped! Haha! At that point, we had drawn a crowd, so when he put the ring on my finger and we kissed, we had a cheering audience. I have never been so embarrassed and happy at the same time! Being that I met my boyfriend while we were both working there and I had always wanted to get engaged in either Paris OR Disney World, this proposal was PERFECT! It incorporated everything that I ever wanted! I was in awe with his planning of it.
After calling/texting/facebooking all of my family and friends, we had dinner at Le Bistro de Paris, and it was one of the best meals of my life. They even brought us a little plate that had "Congratulations" written in chocolate and little flowers made out of fresh fruit. After this meal, we caught IllumiNations: Reflections of Earth, my favorite firework show. It was the perfect ending to a perfect day. :)
The rest of the time there, we wore "Just Engaged" buttons that they provide and got to skip a few lines and even got a free photo from Splash Mountain (my most favorite ride.. in Magic Kingdom.)! It was a perfect vacation.
After our Disney trip, we got to see my family for Christmas and then my now fiance's family for New Years! They were all excited to see the ring and about our news.
So, throughout this vacation, we traveled 2615 miles through all of the Gulf Coast states, went to Disney World, and got to see all of our family and friends. My 2011 holidays were definitely the best yet! ;)
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
L.O.V.E.
Hello, strangers.
I used to think I knew what love was. I think I've mentioned this before. I thought it was that butterflies-in-your-stomach, completely giddy, head-over-heels feeling I got when I saw the person I thought I "loved." Turns out, those feelings were actually due to oxytocin... It was a completely biological/chemical response... Now, while this particular hormone is important to build particular parts of relationships, it doesn't equal love.
What I've realized from my adult relationship (5.5 yrs and going strong!) is that love is about more than just those early butterflies. It's more than just feeling head-over-heels. Those things are important in the early relationship, but what comes next is even better! Love is about a commitment to another person. It's about compromising on things you never thought you'd compromise on because you love that other person so much that you're willing to do that. It's about building an identity with that person while still maintaining your own identity (which isn't always easy to do!). It's about learning to communicate with that other person. It's about trusting that other person enough to let them have a piece of you. It's about so much more than those early "falling in love feelings." Don't get me wrong. I love the feeling of falling in love. But there comes a point in our lives that we have to realize that love is more than that. My relationship isn't always as exciting as it was in the beginning. My life is pretty predictable. Some may think that's boring, but it's the way I believe relationships evolve. When they become more serious, there isn't a need for constant excitement. I mean, I love when we do get to do fun things together, but I also love our low-key nights and enjoy them just as much.
Anyway, I guess what inspired this blog is that lately I've seen a lot of relationships crash and burn (friends, celebrities, etc.). I think that people forget that relationships take WORK! Sure, they are easy at first.. both people are on their best behavior... but when it gets hard, it seems that a lot of people would rather bail out than to actually try to make it work. I don't understand it. I think that being able to build a relationship with someone is an amazing process. There are ups and there are downs, but the downs are what make the ups SO much more enjoyable!
So, strangers, I guess what I'm trying to say is that when things get tough, don't automatically give up. Your relationship will be stronger for it. :)
P.S. The holiday season is upon us, so I may go MIA for a while. I have a 2.5-3 week vacation planned in mid-December until early January, so I probably won't be posting much. But I hope everyone has a very happy holiday season! :D
I used to think I knew what love was. I think I've mentioned this before. I thought it was that butterflies-in-your-stomach, completely giddy, head-over-heels feeling I got when I saw the person I thought I "loved." Turns out, those feelings were actually due to oxytocin... It was a completely biological/chemical response... Now, while this particular hormone is important to build particular parts of relationships, it doesn't equal love.
What I've realized from my adult relationship (5.5 yrs and going strong!) is that love is about more than just those early butterflies. It's more than just feeling head-over-heels. Those things are important in the early relationship, but what comes next is even better! Love is about a commitment to another person. It's about compromising on things you never thought you'd compromise on because you love that other person so much that you're willing to do that. It's about building an identity with that person while still maintaining your own identity (which isn't always easy to do!). It's about learning to communicate with that other person. It's about trusting that other person enough to let them have a piece of you. It's about so much more than those early "falling in love feelings." Don't get me wrong. I love the feeling of falling in love. But there comes a point in our lives that we have to realize that love is more than that. My relationship isn't always as exciting as it was in the beginning. My life is pretty predictable. Some may think that's boring, but it's the way I believe relationships evolve. When they become more serious, there isn't a need for constant excitement. I mean, I love when we do get to do fun things together, but I also love our low-key nights and enjoy them just as much.
Anyway, I guess what inspired this blog is that lately I've seen a lot of relationships crash and burn (friends, celebrities, etc.). I think that people forget that relationships take WORK! Sure, they are easy at first.. both people are on their best behavior... but when it gets hard, it seems that a lot of people would rather bail out than to actually try to make it work. I don't understand it. I think that being able to build a relationship with someone is an amazing process. There are ups and there are downs, but the downs are what make the ups SO much more enjoyable!
So, strangers, I guess what I'm trying to say is that when things get tough, don't automatically give up. Your relationship will be stronger for it. :)
P.S. The holiday season is upon us, so I may go MIA for a while. I have a 2.5-3 week vacation planned in mid-December until early January, so I probably won't be posting much. But I hope everyone has a very happy holiday season! :D
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Do what you can :)
Hello, strangers.
As I mentioned in a much earlier post, one of the things that gives my life meaning in helping others. I've been a little MIA lately because I'm currently planning a campus-wide drive to collect blankets, coats, hats, and gloves from students at my university to help the homeless in Austin (Texas) through this winter. & I'm currently planning it alone. I don't mind. I'm actually enjoying it. It's a lot of work, but I think it's totally worth it. I've just had little time to post here...
Anyway, things were put into perspective for me the other day. I woke up at 7 am in order to go to campus (I live 30 min. away from where my school is) to get paperwork signed and turned in for the drive. It was chilly out (and in my house), so I made sure to wear a sweater, heavy jeans, and a coat. I walked outside, and there was ice on my windshield (rare for Texas). My heater didn't get hot right away, so my teeth jittered as I pulled out of my driveway. I wore flats that day (without socks), so my feet were cold the entire drive. Parking on campus sucks, so I had to park at the stadium and walk to my building, which took about 15 minutes. I felt teeth-jittering cold the entire walk. Then it clicked. Here I was, dressed appropriately for the weather, cold the entire morning.. in my house, in my car, and on my walk to campus. I began to really feel how important this drive is. The homeless people in Austin had to be miserable that day.. they don't always have proper clothes for this type of weather, and many of them sleep outside, exposed to the elements. I can't imagine being able to sleep being THAT cold. It sort of broke my heart a little... or a lot, actually...
I believe, that as fellow human beings, we have the responsibility to help each other in any way we can. I know that not everyone is passionate about helping the homeless like I am... but maybe you want to help children.. or individuals with a certain illness.. or some other population. If you haven't already done it, I hope you will. Often times people ask me, "What can I do? I'm only one person. It won't make a difference." And you know what I tell them? I tell them, "You do what you CAN. That's all you can do. What may seem like a small thing to you can make a huge impact on someone else's life." So, to anyone who is reading this blog, I really hope that you go out and do what you can. :)
As I mentioned in a much earlier post, one of the things that gives my life meaning in helping others. I've been a little MIA lately because I'm currently planning a campus-wide drive to collect blankets, coats, hats, and gloves from students at my university to help the homeless in Austin (Texas) through this winter. & I'm currently planning it alone. I don't mind. I'm actually enjoying it. It's a lot of work, but I think it's totally worth it. I've just had little time to post here...
Anyway, things were put into perspective for me the other day. I woke up at 7 am in order to go to campus (I live 30 min. away from where my school is) to get paperwork signed and turned in for the drive. It was chilly out (and in my house), so I made sure to wear a sweater, heavy jeans, and a coat. I walked outside, and there was ice on my windshield (rare for Texas). My heater didn't get hot right away, so my teeth jittered as I pulled out of my driveway. I wore flats that day (without socks), so my feet were cold the entire drive. Parking on campus sucks, so I had to park at the stadium and walk to my building, which took about 15 minutes. I felt teeth-jittering cold the entire walk. Then it clicked. Here I was, dressed appropriately for the weather, cold the entire morning.. in my house, in my car, and on my walk to campus. I began to really feel how important this drive is. The homeless people in Austin had to be miserable that day.. they don't always have proper clothes for this type of weather, and many of them sleep outside, exposed to the elements. I can't imagine being able to sleep being THAT cold. It sort of broke my heart a little... or a lot, actually...
I believe, that as fellow human beings, we have the responsibility to help each other in any way we can. I know that not everyone is passionate about helping the homeless like I am... but maybe you want to help children.. or individuals with a certain illness.. or some other population. If you haven't already done it, I hope you will. Often times people ask me, "What can I do? I'm only one person. It won't make a difference." And you know what I tell them? I tell them, "You do what you CAN. That's all you can do. What may seem like a small thing to you can make a huge impact on someone else's life." So, to anyone who is reading this blog, I really hope that you go out and do what you can. :)
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