Texas, why are you SO hot?

img_3829*I have passed away from heat exhaustion and am writing this from my grave, which is air conditioned.

Texas, why are you so hot? Why do you burn me when I try to touch the steering wheel of my car? And how come you never seem to dip below 80 degrees, even at night?

I would like to go outside for more than ten minutes this summer. I would like to walk from my car to my office without sweating through my shirt. I would like to leave things in my car without fear of them melting. Is that too much to ask?

Texas, you’re a hot mess. And now I am too.

End of rant. Roll credits.

San Antonio Art Show

Processed with VSCO with hb2 presetLast week we drove down to San Antonio for my friend Ruth’s art show. She is so talented! Here is her website ;p

It was my first time in San Antonio and I really liked it. The architecture was beautiful and I learned a lot about the Alamo, which is important, seeing as I’m a Texan now!

Happy Face

36a2a7bd-1e2c-4df5-8790-24d9503027b7That face is the face of an employed woman! I got a job, folks. A real, grown-up job with benefits and money and stuff. I will leave it frustratingly vague because #privacy, but now you know why I haven’t had time to blog– because looking for a job was a full-time job! Done and done. That’s a wrap.

Chicago and Michigan with Isaac

Processed with VSCO with a6 presetProcessed with VSCO with g3 presetimg_3938img_3913img_391958172285483__051d04e5-f5d6-41f1-8cf2-dff352119533A few weeks ago, I flew up to Chicago to visit my little brother. He is doing an internship in St. Jo, Michigan, and he drove down to pick me up. We spent the morning in Chicago (it’s so cool!), and then headed up to Michigan. The lake was HUGE and gorgeous. I was having cognitive dissonance– I kept saying, “This has to be the ocean!!!” and Isaac kept saying, “No, Micah. It’s a lake. I promise.” It was so much fun and I definitely recommend Michigan to anyone looking for a beautiful, affordable trip to the coast.

The Best Gift I’ve Ever Received

img_3651I want to tell you about the best gift I’ve ever received. I’ve received some pretty awesome gifts in my 23 years on Earth (new camera, laptop, trip to NYC!). But the gift I received this past February surpasses them all.

As you may know from reading this blog, I was in a grad program in Germany. After several months, a pit began to form in my stomach. With dawning horror, I slowly realized that this program was not the right fit for me. The reasons were varied (the classes aren’t interesting, Germany is cold, etc.), but I just knew. However, I have never quit anything big before in my life. I didn’t identify with the term “Quitter” on any level. I’d dedicated so much time, energy and money to this grad program. Should I just stick it out for another year and a half? I’d certainly given it the old college try, but maybe I could try a bit longer?

But I knew in my heart it was time to go. So with trembling hands, I called my parents to tell them I was dropping out. They had spent equal amounts of time, energy and money on this endeavor with me. They’d fielded my teary phone calls when I was homesick and lonely, helped me gather the insane amount of necessary visa paperwork, sent me care packages at Thanksgiving, and even booked tickets to come visit me. So, so much. And now I was telling them I planned to leave without a degree!

As the Facetime video rang, my nerves mounted. They answered, and I immediately started to cry. Through tears, I choked out, “I’ve decided I want to leave my grad program and move home.”

Their response?

“Congratulations! We are so proud of you for making this tough decision. We love you and your room at home is always ready.”

THAT was the best gift I’ve ever received.

The knowledge that no matter what I do or don’t do, my parents love and support me. Looking back at it now, I should have known they would react that way. After all, that’s what parents do: they love unconditionally. Unfortunately, though, not all parents are great at loving their kids through their failures or directional changes. But my parents’ reaction will stay with me forever. It inspires me to be the same way with my children one day, and I’m sure I will understand a whole lot more once I become a mama.

The other great part of this experience? It helped me realize that people don’t care about what you do as much as you care. They just want you to be happy, so stop stressing!

We can all give the gift of unconditional love to the people in our lives. I try to every day, and I hope this post can encourage you to do the same 🙂