What's Next?

What's Next?

I may not know where I'm going, but the beautiful reality is that I don't always have to.


The question we always dread...

"So... what are you doing after college?"

"What do you want to do for a living?"

The list goes on and on. These questions can be phrased every which way, but never seem to irk me less when worded a certain way.

Not only are these question intimidating to me, but they leave me feeling confined. I can always remember being asked these questions in high school, and crawling in my skin when that occurred. I would always think to myself, "how am I supposed to know what I want to do for the rest of my life, especially at 17 or 18 years of age?". However, that wasn't the first time that we began to be asked these questions.

As far back as I can remember, even in kindergarten, we were raised up under such pressure. The pressure to always know. To always be planning. To always be taking the next step in the "right direction".

During a silent reading time in elementary school, there would be sections of the bookshelf titled, "Jobs", "what I want to be when I grow up", or something along the lines of, "my dream job".

From that point on, it was constantly being drilled into us that we had to pick the path for our lives right then and there.

In high school, we were forced to pick a path and stick with it. No room to wiggle, no nothing. At that point, I was okay with it. Why? because I thought of that as the norm. I was always brought up this way and thought it was normal to force myself into one way of life.

It wasn't until I came to college that I realized that was the furthest thing from the truth.

I walked in as an Early Childhood Education major, and am going to walking out as a Marketing major.

It wasn't until I was told that I could do whatever I wanted, as long as it set my heart on fire, that I began to really realize the confines I had been holding myself in.

I might not know where I'm going, and I might have no idea what the next step is, but what I do know is that I am full of potential, and am capable of living out the dream that God has implanted in me.

Don't just do it because it seems like the right thing to, or because society tells you that you should, do it because you were made to do it.

Do it to help others realize that there is more to life than the confines we place ourselves in.

Do it.

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When You Make A Girl An Aunt, You Change Her World In All The Best Ways

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest girl in the world.


My brother and his wife recently blessed our family with the sweetest bundle of joy on planet earth. OK, I may be a little bias but I believe it to be completely true. I have never been baby crazy, but this sweet-cheeked angel is the only exception. I am at an age where I do not want children yet, but being able to love on my nephew like he is my own is so satisfying.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a very protective person.

From making sure the car seat is strapped in properly before every trip, to watching baby boy breathe while he sleeps, you'll never meet someone, besides mommy and daddy of course, who is more concerned with the safety of that little person than me.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her a miniature best friend.

There is something about an aunt that is so fun. An aunt is a person you go to when you think you're in trouble or when you want something mom and dad said you couldn't have. An aunt is someone who takes you to get ice cream and play in the park to cool down after having a temper tantrum. I can't wait to be the one he runs to.

When you make a girl an aunt, she gets to skip on the difficulty of disciplining.

Being an aunt means you get to be fun. Not to say I wouldn't correct my nephew if he were behaving poorly, but for the most part, I get to giggle and play and leave the hard stuff for my brother.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her the best listening ears.

As of right now I only listen to the sweet coos and hungry cries but I am fully prepared to listen to all the problems in his life in the future.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the best advice giver.

By the time my nephew needs advice, hopefully, I will have all of my life lessons perfected into relatable stories.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a number-one fan

Anything you do in life sweet boy, I will be cheering you on. I already know you are going to do great things.

When you make a girl an aunt, she learns what true love is.

The love I have for my nephew is so pure. Its the love that is just there. I don't have to choose to show love every day, I don't have to forgive, I don't have to worry if it is reciprocated, it is just there.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest person in the world.

I cannot wait to watch my precious nephew grow into the amazing person that I know he is going to be.

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Goodbye School, Hello Real World

I'm ready for ya!


It's starting to hit me.

I've been in school, year after year, since kindergarten. Maybe even pre-school!

Now, I'm about to graduate with my bachelors in communication and I couldn't be more proud of myself. I'll say it. I often sugarcoat it or suppress it but d*mn it. I'm going to applaud myself. It was hard work. It took a lot of motivation, determination, (caffeine), and willpower to get to where I am today. I worked my ass off.

That being said, I can't help but think... What is life without due dates? What is life like without scrambling to turn in an assignment that's due at 11:59 PM? What is life like with actual sleep? Sleep? I don't know her.

Like I keep telling my boyfriend and my parents, I don't have it all figured out. At least not right now. But I will, and I'm in no rush to land my dream job right now. If anything, I want to take a year to myself. I want to travel. I want to sleep in if I d*mn well please! I want to read as many books as I want. I want to write till my fingers fall off (OK, maybe not that).

You get the jist.

I'm free. I can do and be whatever I want. And you know what? That's terrifying.

I'm lost. I've followed this structure for so long. Now what?

I don't have all the answers yet. But for now, at least right at this very moment, I'm so thankful to have been able to receive such an amazing education. And to be able to say I'm graduating with my bachelors in communication at 21 is an accomplishment in itself.

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