Still Thankful

1 12 2011

I know what you’re thinking–Thanksgiving is over.  You’re right, but I’m still pretty darn thankful for all the blessings in my life.

I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve been getting extremely frustrated lately with job searching, and being laid off for the past seven months has really started to wear on me.  In fact, it’s been pretty easy to get caught up in all that frustration and overlook the good things in my life.  I really do have so many great people and things in my life to be thankful for, including quite a few things that I probably wouldn’t have found without having some time to reflect on myself and my life over the past seven months.

I know a lot of people did 30 days of thanks, but let’s be honest, I can barely get out a whole blog post, so 30 items is pushing it.  Maybe I’ll just go with a top 5 list…

1.  My family.  My family is amazing and I’m so lucky to have them in my life.  I’ve been very fortunate to enjoy some fun visits with them lately.  I’m so happy that my sister was able to visit for a few days over Thanksgiving.  I love having her here, but she can’t come very often so it’s extra special when she can.  I’m also extremely happy that my mom is coming to visit (read: hanging out with me, but also putting the lights on my Christmas tree).  In my book, putting lights on the tree is the #1 Pain of Christmas.  I really hope y’all have heard that song.  If not, Google it now–not later–now. My dad is visiting too, which is convenient since I’ve been jonesing for some skee ball.  I’m really happy that he’s coming so I can kick his butt in that.  Please note: He always wins.

2. My dog.  Yes, he is a part of the family, but he still deserves his own bullet point.  He’s that cool.

3. My health.  Many people never realize how much they appreciate it until it’s gone; I’m determined to appreciate it before that happens.

4. My friends.  I have some really great friends.  As crazy as it sounds, realizing who my true friends are has been one of my favorite things throughout this layoff.  At times it’s been one of those tough ‘life lessons’ that you really don’t want to learn, but I still appreciate the clarity that I’ve gained from it.  It’s been amazing to see who has stayed in my life, and who disappeared just as it started to get tough.  To those of you who stuck around–Thank You!  I honestly cannot tell you how much it’s meant to me; I only hope that I can be as good of a friend back to you as you have been to me.

5. Dreams & Aspirations.  I’ve always been very driven and extremely focused on the future–dreaming about the possibilities of what could be.  In fact, that’s probably what got me to where I am today.  The great thing about having dreams & goals, is that they provide me with something to strive for and keep me from settling.  “Good enough” is never really good enough in my opinion.  Most recently, that drive for success led me to file the paperwork to form A+  PR & Marketing–a small pr/marketing firm, where right now I’m just doing some freelance stuff, but who knows what it could grow into.


10 Years Later…

12 09 2011

Tragedies are such a strange thing… in the process of tearing us down, they also have this weird way of bringing society together.  I guess it’s the rebuilding and recovery process.  We realize that we can’t always do everything alone; sometimes we need help, and that’s okay!

September 11th, 2001 was a tragedy that defined my generation–it was our “history in the making.”  I know it affected our parents as well, but for the children, teenagers and young adults in 2001, it was really the first time our nation came under attack.  For many of us, I think it instilled a new sense of patriotism, pride, vulnerability and realism.  It was one of those days where you go to bed knowing your life is never going to be exactly the same; you may not know how it’s going to be different, but you know it won’t ever be the same.

I was in my first period ninth-grade English class when the planes hit the World Trade Center towers.  We weren’t told anything about it at that point though.  I actually heard that a plane hit the World Trade Center from an upperclassmen on my way to second period German.  Being back in the stone age (a.k.a. before you could access the internet on your cell phone–actually before I even had a cell phone!), I spent second period trying to figure out what the heck was the World Trade Center.  Hey, I was 15 and had never been to New York City–plus as a ninth-grader we were still focused on Ancient Babylonian history, we hadn’t reached the 1993 WTC bombing yet!  By third period Music Appreciation class, I finally had a teacher who realized the importance of the day and decided to keep the television on.  Actually, they decided to keep the tv on in the band room and the tv off in the adjoining chorus room–students could choose where they wanted to be.  I have no idea if anyone even went in the chorus room; I was glued to the tv.  In fact, I gave one of my friends my $1.20 to bring me back my daily lunch–a bottle of water and bag of chips–while I continued to watch the coverage.  I think I was one of maybe five kids to skip lunch that day in a class of sixty-plus.  I had History class during our fourth and final period of the day.  You would think that teacher would have turned on the coverage, no problem.  Not so.  I can’t remember that lady’s name for the life of me, I just remember that she was somehow Jewish and Catholic at the same time (still can’t figure that one out), and that she needed a bunch of 14- and 15-year-olds to explain to her why the terrorist attacks of September 11th would change our lives forever.  Seriously, where on Earth did they find her?

10 years later, I’ve been just as glued to the television today (technically yesterday) as I was in 2001.  The stories that people have about loved ones that they lost, survivors tales of trying to move past the tragedy, stories of first responders searching for people to help, and the recounts of chilling voicemails left in those final moments–there really are no words to describe all of that.  I can not even fathom the terror that must have been felt throughout the cities under attack that morning.  Sitting in the middle of rural, central Pennsylvania, I remember many students being worried that we were next–everything that happened that day seemed so bizarre, that we just really didn’t know.

One thing that I’ve heard people say regarding the 10th Anniversary of Sept. 11th, is that they’re sad/disappointed that the sense of unity that we had in the hours, days and weeks after the attacks has diminished over the years.  The way that everyone comes together really is a strange phenomena, but I think it helps everyone heal; and sometimes realizing that has changed, especially on the anniversary of the tragedy, can make it a little bit more difficult.

A few years after Sept. 11th, a tornado struck my neighborhood and became a tragedy of its own.  As all the neighbors came together to help each other it was clear that we would all be okay; we would help each other be okay.  However, as the days and weeks went by, everyone seemed to retreat back inside their homes, slowly stopped saying hello, and it became painfully obvious that many people had forgotten what it was like to be a good neighbor.  They went back to their busy lives and focused on themselves–and I’m not saying that I wasn’t guilty of the same thing.  I’m just saying that it’s sad that it literally can take a tragedy for people to realize that they should be nice to each other and be there for each other.

Maybe I’ll use this as a call to action?  Yes, I think I will.  I dare you to do one nice thing for someone else today–listen when they need to talk, do them a favor they didn’t ask for, smile at someone you don’t know… just do something!


2 09 2011

I turned 25 a little over a week ago.  Every year I think my birthday is going to bring some monumental change, but it never does.  This year, after being unemployed for four LONG months, I assumed that a job offer would come out of nowhere on my birthday.  Hey, a girl’s allowed to dream, right?  After all, the East Coast had an earthquake on my birthday.  Clearly, that’s a sign that the world is shifting under my feet and great things are just around the corner, right?  Maybe, but apparently that corner may still be a couple blocks away.

I’ve always been a dreamer with a ridiculous amount of faith and confidence in myself, and fortunately my family must feel the same way about me.  In May of my junior year of high school I decided that I wanted to work in NASCAR.  I promptly changed all my college applications to major in marketing and off I went.  In what I still classify as my craziest idea ever, I moved to Milwaukee, Wis., sight unseen for a summer internship.  From there it was off to Watkins Glen, N.Y., for two summers, and finally to Charlotte, N.C., post-college graduation.  I waited six months until I finally found my “dream job” only to realize that not all dreams have happy endings, and was laid off after 13 months with the organization.  Unfortunately, you’ll have that in a rough economy.

Since then, I’ve realized just how important it is to surround yourself with a good support system.  One of my family’s friends approached me last month to tell me that I should move back to my parents’ house and date my best friend from high school.  She apparently realized that I was irritated, but still decided to repeat the idea to my sister today.  I don’t get people like that.  More than anything, it makes me really happy that I don’t have many people like that in my life.  Most people realize that when I set goals, that’s my goal–go big or go home.  That being said, maybe it has been four LONG months already since I got laid off, but I am not giving up.  Not even close.

In fact, despite the struggle, it just leaves me hungrier than ever to achieve my goals and prove myself.  Each experience that I’ve had in the motorsports realm has been nothing short of incredible.  I’ve been given great opportunities, and met so many amazing people; I wouldn’t trade it for anything.  Luckily for whoever does finally give me the opportunity I’m looking for, I have four months of energy paired with a passion of motorsports and I’m ready to go to prove my value.

In the words of Katy Perry…

You don’t have to feel
Like a waste of space
You’re original
Cannot be replaced

If you only knew
What the future holds
After a hurricane
Comes a rainbow

Maybe the reason why
All the doors are closed
So you could open one 
That leads you to the perfect road 

Like a lightning bolt
Your heart will glow
And when it’s time you know
You just gotta

Ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July

Just kidding!

23 08 2011

Between trying to match up my personal branding on Twitter, LinkedIn, Google+, Behanced and WordPress, it’s taking a little bit longer than anticipated!  Check back in a couple days for my first post!