Day 7: fears

 The thing(s) you’re most afraid of

I’m not a very fearful person, but there are some things that worry me:

1. When I’m driving on the highway, and it’s raining, and big trucks drive next to my tiny car. I always feel like they are going to run me off the road.

2. Locking my keys in my car.

3. My car breaking down on the highway. (This happened to me twice)

4. Eating bugs in my sleep. (This may have happened to me, but I don’t know)

5. Walking in my sleep & locking myself out of the house, and someone I don’t know abducting me. (This also happened to me, minus the abduction part)

All of these are completely rational.

Right?

Day 6: job

 If you couldn’t answer with your job, how would you answer the question, ‘what do you do’?

As of today, I’m still a student. However, Friday, at 3 p.m., I’ll walk across the stage, and can finally declare that I am a college graduate. It’s all very exciting.

In July, I’ll start working full time at a local daycare/preschool, and will stay there until we find teaching jobs & move overseas. Caleb and I plan to teach English for two – three years, or however long it takes for us to pay off enough of our student loans to become full-time missionaries.

But if I couldn’t answer with the title of “Preschool/Elementary/English teacher,” and had to answer the question “what do you do?” I would have to say:

1. Globe Trekker Host: I have always struggled with a strong case of wanderlust. I want to see the world, and I would love to get paid to do so. Caleb and I watch a few Youtubers that stir up the worst kind of jealousy in us. Mark Wiens gets to travel and eat Thai food every day. Simon and Martina get to talk about Korean culture and have traveled all over Asia. I once thought about auditioning for Globe Trekker, but went to college instead.

2. Photographer: When Caleb surprised me with my first DSLR this past December, my life changed. I can spend hours looking at wedding/engagement/infant photography, and am constantly inspired by Ioana Bentum, Nessa KSam Hurd, Allison Roche, Kate Serbin, Courtney Kurtz, and countless others that create the most beautiful images. Tumblr is my biggest time waster, but also my greatest source of inspiration and discovery of new artists. I’m proud of how far I’ve come in the past five months, and only dream of getting on the level of the creatives I listed above.

How would you answer?

Day 5: Sister

Today’s post is supposed to be a profession of my love and devotion to another blogger, but instead, I decided to write a little note to my sister. My family is coming to Pennsylvania on Thursday night for my graduation, and I cannot wait to give them all tight squeeze hugs.

Also, if you’re interested in joining in (even though this challenge is from two years ago), here’s the button!

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Sophie.

Your beauty runs deep.

But its depth is unseen by your eyes that have been blinded by words spoken out of insecurity and jealousy of the strong and self-confident you that you are.

Words that made you feel small, and caused you to shrink back into the shadows.

But you belong in the light.

Sharing with the world your thoughts, and a personality that shines brighter than moonbeams.

Creativity flows from your fingers onto the walls of your room, and while you say you’re not gifted, my darling, you are.

Gifted with the ability to love people as they are.

Breaking bread with the outcasts, and defending the weak.

For the ability to write prose cannot compare with the ability to love without condition.

Even when teenage feelings rage in your soul, and you cry for reasons unknown, my love, you are a gem.

A diamond in the rough that is waiting to be found by the one who is patient enough to dig for you.

Loved by the One who created you and knows the deepest cries of your heart.

Loved by me when I act like a momma bear, instead of the confidant you desire.

Cherished.

Set apart.

My friend.

My sister.

Sophie.

Day 4: Quote

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I’m always looking for new things to write about. I’ve read plenty of blogging advice from fellow bloggers that include “writing posts ahead of time,” and “write every day!” Well, let me tell you – both of those can be incredibly difficult. The goal of becoming a full-time blogger was quickly thrown out the window when I realized how much work it takes. And the whole idea of monetizing my blog? No thanks. I’m happy with my small (and free) little internet space. I suppose I’m just a little lazy.

However, the lovely Milan who blogs over at M.D.W. recently started a “blog every day in May”series. The prompts are from the Story of My Life blog, and are really great (and interesting) compared to some of the other “blog every day” prompts I’ve seen floating around. It’s been great to read Milan’s posts, and to get to know her on a deeper level. You should also check out her posts about her film projects because she’s pretty talented. 🙂

Because I don’t have school to complain about, and I have been posting too many pictures of birds, I decided to join in on the “every day in May” posts. I’m starting a little late, and might go back to write the first three posts, but we’ll start here and pretend May only has 28 days.

May 5th: Favorite Quote

 Failure is a bruise, not a tattoo.

-John Sinclair

Failure is scary. It’s uncomfortable. I recently discovered how competitive I really am – actually, I just finally admitted to myself that I’m competitive. I’m usually a very passive person, willing to follow along, and work behind the scenes. I’m the person who does all the work for group projects, but only complains about it on tumblr.

 However, when I know I’m good at something, and there are others involved, I begin to care way too much. Because of this, failure is not an option. It can’t be, right? Why would I allow myself to fail, when I can try my best and be Number One?

If I fail, and believe me, I have more than once, I feel as if I have been branded, and it is on display for all the world to see.

But our failures are temporary – and a chance to learn from mistakes, and to improve upon our current state of existence.

They are merely bruises that seem to get worse before they get better, but eventually fade over time.