First, I’d like to start out by saying I’m sorry for my lack of posts in the recent weeks; my schedule has been beyond crazy. Sure, I’ve had a few minutes here and there that I could have squeezed in a post, but then it would have been forced. When I blog or when I “write” I like for it to come naturally, something that actually means something to me, or something that’s happening in that moment in my life that could potentially be happening to others. But here I am, sitting at school, attempting to study for what feels like the midterm of my life, and all I can think about it blogging. Crazy, isn’t it? How someone can love something so much? And I’m not talking about how I love blogging, I’m talking about how I love writing. I’m lucky enough to have found something I’m passionate about; and that’s what life really is, isn’t it? Finding something you love and turning it into a career? As an English major I have a love/hate for reading and writing. I hate that in school I’m forced to do, yet when I’m not doing either of the two, I find myself yearning for it (hence, reasons why I started a blog). and It’s funny because it’s not only with English that people are like this, and it’s not only me that’s like this; people feel this way about so many things. For example, you can be an accounting major and hate every minute of it while you’re in class, but you think about your future as an accountant and it all seems worth it. Same for business majors. You stress yourselves out, pull your hair out doing presentations and papers; yet you have so many ideas and visions that it makes you excited to put it all to the test in your future. That’s what life is, finding something you love and running with it, turning it into something magical, something you’re passionate about. Hate it now and love it later; turn your hard work into something you can’t live without.
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New Week- My Family
Life is beautiful no matter which way you look at it; when things are tough and when things are great. And sure, you’re probably thinking “why the hell would life be beautiful if it’s tough?” I’ll tell you why it’s beautiful; the most rewarding and magical moments are the ones that fall after the struggle. I’ve been fortunate enough to experience life to the fullest. The hard times, the good times, the confusing times, and the times where I couldn’t be more grateful to be alive; today was one of those days, a blessing.
Life is hardly ever the walk in the park that’s dreamt, especially when dealing with family. Family is there to get in the way, to complicate things, make your life harder, but they’re also there to make you feel the love… Which is probably why they drive you nuts. Family loves, and they love hard. They drive you crazy because they test your limits… but that’s what love is; pushing you to be all you can be. I can honestly say that’s what I grew up with, being tested. As I’m growing up I’m grateful for a not so perfect family. Growing up has been challenging, but it’s made it fun. My family has changed, and I don’t mean in their actions, I literally mean changed. I’ve created my own family, because family to me means something different than it does to other people. Blood doesn’t make you MY family. My family are the people who show me they want me to be successful and accomplish my goals, and vice versa. I promise to myself and the people that I call my family, that I will ALWAYS stand by them and push them to success, through the good and the bad times.
I will do better for my family, for my nieces and nephews, my brother and sisters, my moms and dads, and for the person who’s always giving me the tough love I’ve always needed. Thank you to the new addition to our family, Benjamin Patrick Gomez, born March 2, 2015, for the little reminder that we all have a little extra motivation to keep us moving along this year. Happy birthday, Ben!
