Fall, a time to...

... reflect.

Greetings from my lovely, comfy couch on this fall-like Sunday. I took a slightly longer hiatus then usual from writing for many reasons I still have yet to uncover. My life has changed in many ways over the last two months, with school ending, and work beginning. 

School coming to an end really caught me off guard, not because I didn't realize my time there would be over, cause believe I counted those hours like it was my job, but because I didn't know if I was ready for it to be done. The last year of my life was, well, Paul Mitchell. I lived, and breathed, the brand, the culture, the lifestyle. My time in school changed me in many ways, for the better. I grew up where I needed to, evolved, and became stronger. I gained an amazing education, and made some amazing friends along the way.

But now, I am moving on to the next stage of my life. Work. I love where I work, the salon is amazing. The girls there are truly great people, and I love going to work everyday. Yet, somehow I feel like I can't find my place anywhere. Something in me is... lost. What is missing though, I don't honestly know. Or am I just not allowing myself to be happy?

Reflecting over the last year beings so many emotions to the surface. It really means moving forward and not bringing along anything from the past. This is probably the hardest thing for me to do. I don't want/need a boy to make me complete. I have my career, I have my best friends, and I have myself. But something just seems to feel like it is missing...

On a lighter note, there are so many good things that have happened with this shift in my life. I now work next to a Whole Foods, andddd a Starbucks :) I found a blog that posts pictures on the Olsen's fashion, and they are like who I look up to other then DVF (don't judge me).

 I blast Adele every day and sing as loud as possible in the car, which could very well be the reason I remain single ;) At the end of the day at least I can still make myself laugh just cause of how weird I really am. This life isn't easy, and there sure as hell isn't any handbook. But oh well, just trying to remember the little things are what matter.

 So, till another time, enjoy whatever it is that makes you happy :)

Remembering.

In a 5th grade classroom, my world stopped, as it did for millions of people all over the USA. 

Fear, anger, and confusion filled all of us as we watched our great nation be attacked. 10 years later we think back on those days some with hatred, some with sadness, and some with pride that we as a nation came together. The lives of those we lost, the families torn apart, the pure anger that pushed us through another day are things we will never forget. 9/11 forever changed us as a country; we are STRONGER. I remember looking at my mom as we rushed out of school, and in all seriousness, asking her if we were going to be okay. For the first time in many of our lives we were frightened that as a country, we weren't safe. For days, even months, after the flag was flown high. On cars, on houses, anywhere someone could see that we as a country will not be defeated. Recruiting offices flooded with young men and women willing to risk their lives defending us. Not only is this a day to remember those we lost when the towers went down, when the Pentagon was attacked, and when flight 93 was brought to the ground in PA, but the soldiers we have lost since then. Thank you to everyone who lost their lives on that day, you are some of the bravest people this country has ever lost. 

Forever will your name have a special place in our hearts.