...or at least trying to. The last 7 weeks of my life here at beauty school have been, hmm, maybe the longest of my life. I feel like my time spent in hell-hole beauty school has opened my eyes and mind, reminding me to soak up all the goodness that exists in my life. I have it good, if not great. Yes, I am plagued with the occasional overdrawn bank account, or PMS crying spells, but I have such an amazing support system and I don't think about that enough. As a part of my happiness project, I vowed to keep a gratitude journal, but unfortunately I was more excited about the idea of buying a new journal and pens than I was about actually keeping track of happy things. I didn't get to the second day. I am constantly defeating myself and then cleaning up the pieces with a crazy set of new goals. I just want to do things that make me happy, and do them with love. Once I figure out how to balance my life I will be able to be 100% completely and utterly happy and fulfilled.
I wrote this post 2 days before Hurricane Sandy hit and made pea soup of my beloved home. I don't want to get too emotional about everything (we ALL know the devastation that has happened), but I'm not looking forward to seeing the state of my island. My complaints about beauty school don't matter now, I can only seem to think about the fact that there is probably sand covering my bed...if my bed is even there. No one is allowed on LBI until they notify us the gas leaks have ceased, and even then, only one car with a residency card is allowed. One car full of people to help rebuild my home. It's such an eye-opener to realize that all of your possessions can just disappear in the blink of an eye. I am so narrow minded to think otherwise.
I am so thankful for everything and everyone I do have in my life, and I will make sure to tell myself that every day from here on out.
If anyone would like to help the recovery of the Jersey Shore (not Snookie and her orange guido baby) but the real Jersey Shore, here are a few places to go to see what can be done:
www.redcross.org/hurricane_aid
http://www.use.salvationarmy.org/use/www_use_nj.nsf
http://www.habitat.org
And of course, New Jersey is not the only area affected. I don't even have words to express the sadness in my gut right now. Everything will be okay.
I wrote this post 2 days before Hurricane Sandy hit and made pea soup of my beloved home. I don't want to get too emotional about everything (we ALL know the devastation that has happened), but I'm not looking forward to seeing the state of my island. My complaints about beauty school don't matter now, I can only seem to think about the fact that there is probably sand covering my bed...if my bed is even there. No one is allowed on LBI until they notify us the gas leaks have ceased, and even then, only one car with a residency card is allowed. One car full of people to help rebuild my home. It's such an eye-opener to realize that all of your possessions can just disappear in the blink of an eye. I am so narrow minded to think otherwise.
I am so thankful for everything and everyone I do have in my life, and I will make sure to tell myself that every day from here on out.
Photo taken at 103rd St. beach, Beach Haven, NJ. July 2012.
If anyone would like to help the recovery of the Jersey Shore (not Snookie and her orange guido baby) but the real Jersey Shore, here are a few places to go to see what can be done:
www.redcross.org/hurricane_aid
http://www.use.salvationarmy.org/use/www_use_nj.nsf
http://www.habitat.org
And of course, New Jersey is not the only area affected. I don't even have words to express the sadness in my gut right now. Everything will be okay.
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