There’s no place like home for the holidays

Moving across the country has taught me a few valuable lessons about myself. The first thing I learned is that the east coast is no place for a girl like me. It’s not horrible or anything, in fact I love it sometimes… but only sometimes. I love the southern vibe and old buildings in our local downtown area. I love the fall foliage and greenery everywhere and I especially love the skies. The skies here are free of pollution and endless strands of telephone wires and the clouds are so beautiful. I guess another good thing is the lack of traffic, but with nowhere to go, that doesn’t really benefit me.

Regardless of the beauty and clean air, I have learned that it’s not so much the place we live, but rather the distance from home that gets to me. It’s been almost 5 months that we have lived here now and it seems like it’s been forever, the first 3 months were the most difficult. It’s easy to make everything seem great on social media, and it’s not my intention to create an appealing facade to make everyone think that it’s the best thing to ever happen to me. But I obviously wouldn’t be posting pictures of myself crying or feeling lonely and bored. I wouldn’t be posting statuses saying how hard it is to be away from home with no friends and a husband who works long hours and when he’s not working he’s either studying his butt off or sleeping. I wouldn’t be complaining about not being able to find a job after applying to multiple places, or telling everyone about the sketchy house cleaning job that I had for a whole 5 hours (although it does make for a pretty good story). I wouldn’t be sharing those things because I wouldn’t want people to think of me as a weak complainer. I am not either of those things…. ok maybe I’m a bit of a complainer but only to my friends and family.

The truth is, it’s hard. I’m not sharing this information to get sympathy, I’m just trying to be real because if anything, this information could be useful or relatable to someone else. Being so far from family for big occasions like Birthdays, Halloween and Thanksgiving has been hard. But by far, the crappiest part was not being able to attend the funerals of friends who passed away. It was such a horrible feeling to not be able to rush over to my friend’s houses to comfort the ones who were affected the most after getting word of the devastating news.

Things have started to get a little easier within the past couple of months. I’ve made some really nice friends plus my mom and my best friend visited me last month. I’ve grown accustomed to the area and I’ve gotten used to seeing pictures and videos of my friends hanging out and doing the things I wish I could be doing (like eating In N Out).

Even though I can never imagine myself wanting to live anywhere other than California ever again, I am thankful for the experience. You see, this chapter of my life has taught me that I am not an east coast person, but more importantly is has made me a more grateful and appreciative person for the people in my life. It’s not like I wasn’t grateful for them before but as I’ve stated in a previous post, whoever said that distance makes the heart grow fonder really knew what they were talking about. I’ve also grown to really appreciate where I come from. The song “There’s no place like home for the Holiday’s” holds a new meaning for me because now I know that the holidays just don’t feel the same unless you spend them at home with your favorite people.

We’re going home for Christmas and I couldn’t be more excited. At my lowest point I would have begged Blake to let me stay in California and fly back here by himself… I know that makes me sound like a horrible wife… but I’ve changed my perspective. Once we come back from Christmas vacation we won’t live here much longer anyway. Might as well try to appreciate it for the few months we have left. I may be lonely but I’d rather be here supporting my husband by cooking and cleaning so that he can focus on studying rather than staying home with family, friends and a job.

In conclusion, I just want to remind everyone that anything you want for Christmas this year is absolutely nothing in comparison to quality time with loved ones.

Thanks for reading and have a blessed day!



Feeling Thankful


They say “Distance makes the heart grow fonder” and “You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone”. I don’t know who “they” are but I think they’re right.

I think people most typically associate these sayings with romantic relationships, but in this case they more accurately describe how I feel about my family and my hometown from 2,000 miles away on the night before Thanksgiving.

This will be the first Thanksgiving I spend without my family.  This year I will be reminded in no subtle way, what I thank God for most.

It didn’t take distance for me to know that I love my family, it took distance to make me feel with every ounce of my being just how MUCH I love them.

This year I am thankful for the distance because although it is the one thing in my life that I am currently the most unhappy about, I know it is going to make me a more grateful person in the future when I am back where I belong.

Along with the distance, I am thankful for many other things. The year 2015 has brought many blessings into my life and the following are the things for which I am most thankful:

  • Family, friends and Skippy
  • A roof over my head, food in my belly, a comfy bed and warm showers.
  • My kick-ass wedding day, the coolest 9 bridesmaids to walk the earth and my new family.
  • A husband who works his butt off physically and mentally and still finds time to make me smile.
  • The three people who have come to visit me (Thanks Kristin, Mom and Alina)
  • The opportunity to come home for Christmas
  • The difficult times that teach me to appreciate the good times

Thank you for being a part of my life in some way. If you are reading this, I am thankful for you. I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving celebrating with loved ones tomorrow. God bless.