Hey. It’s been awhile, but there’s been a lot going on. I’m finally settled into my new job (woohoo!) and am starting the final semester of my graduate program. Between that and going through a massive reality check in life and love, getting this blog off the ground has taken a seat on the back burner. But here we are. We’re back.



I recently returned from a beach trip with my family. Every year we rent a house in the Outer Banks. We’re a pretty low-key family when it comes to our vacation activities – we mostly just like to read on the beach, sip a bubbly beverage of our choice and come back to the house to eat dinner and watch a movie. It’s a lot of family time, which definitely has its pros and cons.

But what I like most about our beach weeks is that it’s one of the few times a year when I have an (almost) uninterrupted space to think about my life, my goals and my future. This year, I set a goal for myself to travel more over the next two years. From the two major Portlands, to San Francisco, to ATX ,to Italy, my list has me seeing more than just the country roads of Virginia that I travel when going to my Alma Mater.


There’s also something about watching the ocean waves that really gets you to think. In my case, this year, I thought a lot about acceptance. What it means to truly accept. Whether it’s accepting others just as they are, accepting consequences for a bad choice, accepting credit for something well done. What it means to accept that, despite what’s happened, you are in control of your future, of how you choose to react to people or situations that have wronged you. What it means to accept that there’s a greater future.

Because after all, aren’t we all a part of something bigger? Isn’t there some larger happiness to be found in taking life as it comes, in loving people for who they are, and in letting go and moving on when the time is right?


I don’t pretend to know how to achieve this. But I do know that I can choose to practice kindness, and to try my best to live in the present instead of dwelling on the past. And that no matter what comes, there’s always the beach with those beautiful ocean waves.