I got bored and decided to do a survey, now you can learn a little more about me! Then, copy it and do it on your blogs too!
Today was the worst kind of day. You probably won’t expect what I’m going to say and, honestly, you may not fully understand it. I haven’t thought much about Ethan at all, I’m not even sure how long ago we broke up (haha). But today I was in Journalism and got all of my stories in for the school paper because the deadline is tomorrow. The editor, Jasmine, came up to me after class and said, “Sydney, I’m mad at you for not being in here last year. You’re so good at this.” It made me feel so special and like I have talent, my self-esteem even raised a few points. Then this sinking feeling set in and I felt just a tiny bit of water building in my eyes.
I’d love to hear what you guys think of this new idea, feel free to comment below or email me! (:
I want to start something new with the goal of getting my readers more actively involved in my blog! So, starting on Friday October 19th, I will doing kind of an advice column here on the blog.
If you need advice on ANY TOPIC, send your questions and whatever details are necessary to my email, which is email@example.com with the subject line “Friday Advice.” If I get a lot of emails, I’ll have to pick just a few to answer and maybe save some for a slower week. Hopefully, I’ll be able to get to every problem and I’ll really be able to help you out. It’ll be completely anonymous so don’t be afraid- I promise I don’t bite (:
Thanks guys! I hope you like this idea and that you continue reading my blog (and enjoying it)! I love you all ❤
I haven’t written in a few days but, though I doubt many of you care, I do have a good excuse. If you haven’t already read Making Peace, I strongly recommend that you do! It’ll provide the backstory details you need for this post but I’ll probably tell you all you really need to know in this one.
To all of you out there saying that you hate your mom or dad just because you’re grounded or because you got in a fight today, stop. To all of you who don’t take the time out of your day to go to family events, go to the next one. To all of you in a huge fight with a sibling, end it- just apologize and move on. To all of you with addictions, ask for help; you won’t seem weak, I promise. To all of you who joke around with your family 24/7, tell them how much you really LOVE them.
Why am I saying this? Because my aunt has been in the hospital for probably two weeks now. She’s been in the ICU and she’s being moved to hospice this week; that’s right, her days are limited now. My dad and her have been in a fight for about four years now, he will probably never have the chance to apologize. She had two daughters in their twenties, who have already lost their dad. Look, the point is that family is one of the most important things on the planet. You have to look out for the people who are truly always going to be on your side. They could be gone at the drop of a pen.
I know some of you may be getting annoyed with all of my posts about family, addiction, and my aunt… but it’s really the only thing I can think about lately. We have two weeks tops until we lose someone who is SO important to all of us. If you’ve never had someone in your family pass away or go through pain, maybe you don’t understand where I’m coming from but go and tell your parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, siblings, and cousins that you love them. Humor me, guys! ❤
Here I am. Sitting at a bonfire, listening to my mom and her friend, Holly, talk about what’s happening to my dad’s sister, my aunt. I’m welling up with tears just thinking about last time. I can see her limp body lying on the hospital bed, her dirty blonde hair is pushed back is possibly the worst bun ever made, her hands are shaking as she mumbles that she loves us. All of the monitors are beeping and lighting up to tell the doctors how she’s doing. My dad’s arm is wrapping around me, holding me as tightly as he can. We exit her room in critical care and, before we turn the corner to join our family back in the lobby, I stop and hug my dad, letting all of my tears fall. When I look up at him, I realize that he’s crying too. It was a moment I will never forget; it was the first and only time I’ve seen my father cry.
I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want to do with my life. Do I want to pursue writing as a career? Maybe I’d like to try modeling? Or Psychology? Teaching? I’m struggling with what my calling in life is- what I’m good at. It’s difficult to figure out what would be best to create the life I want for myself and for my future family. I’m worried about the future, honestly. I want a decent amount of money, a nice house, happy kids, and maybe even a strong marriage. I want the “American Dream.” Is that so crazy? I worry a lot about the future of this country, as well as the world. It’s not just about me. So much has changed since my parents were kids. I feel like the world is only getting worse as we go. We’re in debt, technology is taking over, kids are growing up so much faster these days. Not to mention crime rates, wars, the possiblility of nuclear bombs being used, and terrorist threats. I don’t want my kids to grow up in an age even more based on material possesions than we are today. I want them to grow up in a world where they can ride their bikes down the street and play… just be KIDS.