Month: January 2017

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Versatile Blogger Award

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Thank you to the very sweet Rachael over at Rachael’s Ramblingss for nominating me for The Versatile Blogger Award! It’s been close to nine months now since I started ThirtyNWordy and it’s been a blessing in disguise to become a part of this community with such interesting, talented people from all over the world!

 

The rules when nominated are:

  1. Thank the person that nominated you and include the link to their blog.
  2. Nominate 15 blogs of your choice.
  3. Link your nominees and let them know of your nomination.
  4. Share seven facts about yourself.

 

Seven facts about me:

  1. My dream job is to be a travel writer.
  2. Two places I would love to visit in the next five years are Alberta, Canada and the Greek Islands.
  3. I love to cook. If it weren’t for a little thing called calories, I’d cook and bake all of the time.
  4. I have worked in the accounting industry for 10 years this year! Although it is not at all what I ever pictured myself doing, I’ve come to appreciate the stability and flexibility it has offered me and the valuable things I have learned from it.
  5. I absolutely love books and bookstores. I could browse and sit in a bookstore for hours (if only they weren’t nearly extinct). Writing has only enhanced this love.
  6. My first job was at a deli when I was 16. I learned to cook so many different things there and loved talking to all of the regulars every day. That is also where I believe my coffee addiction began, as I would make myself a drink with the espresso machine every morning.
  7. My favorite sport is baseball. I didn’t learn to enjoy the sport until I was an adult, but I’m definitely glad I did.

 

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January Fog 

It’s another blurry winter morning in January. As I begin my climb up that all-too-familiar hill, I watch as a low layer of fog rolls through; steadily blanketing the atmosphere in between the mountains that encompass the heavily congested highways leading in and out of the Central Valley. Most days, the sun takes the place of the dreariness here, intensifying the colors of the rolling green slopes, freckled with yellow wildflowers. But as much as I love that view, the fog brings with it a curious calmness, as does the stillness of the wind turbines whose rotations never failed to hold my gaze as a child. Occasionally, when traffic is especially unbearable, I sneak through the back of the hills and catch a closer glimpse of the massive, well-known structures.


That time of year has come yet again, where most people have a very clear and concise idea of how they want to spend the next 12 months and what they want to have accomplished by the end of it. Not me. Just as I have come to love the fog as much as the sunshine in a physical sense, so I have come to embrace the periods of fogginess in my life. Realizing that although the lack of clarity may hinder my view of what’s ahead, the unknown is more magical than it is scary. Having more trust in the universe and my place in it then ever before.

With a new year ahead, I know that just as the texture and color on those hills and the air surrounding will continue to change with the season, so will I. Each phase being beautiful in it’s own way and somehow necessary to the next.

“Don’t stress so much about settling on a path for 2017. The division of time into years is a human invention, and fact is every moment of every day is another opportunity for resolution and growth. So when the fireworks fly, relax and enjoy the moment. The rest will come to you.” ~ Beau Taplin

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