A Godly Man Will Still Want You

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This post is hard for me to write because I am going to have to be incredibly transparent. Transparency freaks me out. Being vulnerable is uncomfortable and scary. Something about looking weak really gets to me and I struggle with remembering how vulnerability can allow God to work inside of me and uplift others around me who may be struggling, as well.

If you’re anything like me, you like to be yourself. I choose to embrace my quirky, different and unique qualities. I decided when I came to college that I wanted people to love me for me instead of someone I wasn’t. Although I found plenty of friends, guys and girls, who loved me for me, I still happen to be incredibly insecure about it. Why?

This post is meant for Christian women, like myself, who struggle with one question:

Will I ever be good enough for a Godly…

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New Favorite Book (so far…at 22 years old!)

If you’re curious what this book is all about, the author will explain her story (not necessarily what’s in the book) in the first half of this video:

I was inspired by this book. I want EVERYONE to read it, but I understand that the likelihood of this occurring after this sentence’s plea is SLIM-TO-NONE. So I’m taking the tone out of the book and applying it to my blog, in the hopes that it will inspire you to care about the pages that scream Truth hidden under this somewhat-cheesy title, Kisses from Katie.

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I will blog in diary-form today in honor of Katie’s choice to share many diary entries in her book, which brought her words into the New York Time’s bestseller list. I hope that my words will just bring you to read her words.

August 9:

I had a beautiful day. I felt more love than I’ve felt in years (!!!!!). I WAS myself as the Lord intended in giving my time and effort toward those He wanted me to have in my day. I also don’t feel like striking up a text conversation/phone call just to tell someone all about this. Instead, as I know through God’s grace, it will reach the correct audience via this blog and allow my friends to continue with what typical 22-year-olds do on their Thursday nights (which is not listening to all this!).

I go through a day loving (and receiving love) that I can’t exclaim over social media, and I honestly don’t even know that it’s my place to take a photo to remember it all, for reasons of finding guardians that aren’t present to give permission. In today’s example, I was not about to whip out my iPhone for photos with the camp kids while the Sisters of Charity needed my help in every way BUT documenting our day’s experience. (YES- sisters of the Missionaries of Charity = Mother Teresa’s order. The fact that I was invited to now work with my role model’s order is God’s plan, and I love to get to know their role in a community). 


Two sisters of Charity with whom we worked with today! Such INSPIRING women who said yes to their calling to a supernatural vocation! For those who are called, it so obviously brings so much joy!

I feel that I am more loved today than I ever have been in my entire life. I believe that this is false, only because I believe in something greater: I know that God has loved me so much every day even before I could realize what love He had to give (and gifted me in every second, unbeknownst to me).

Facebook may ask for a relationship status. How does this sound: In a relationship with…’God, loving His children, and being there for my neighbors.’ (Or, more accurately, sounds like something I’d never write up for Facebook). I’m not asking for this reality to be flaunted any more than God asks me to, but why does all the love I receive not have a place to convey its power and strength and INFLUENCE on my life?


Where can I talk about how my spiritual director is really set in my heart as a spiritual mother, for how much care she has for my life? How do I explain how precious every moment is working alongside my lifelong best friend- the one who will be entering a cloistered community of nuns and whom I will only be allowed to visit a few times more in our lifetime? How do I explain the joy I know in discovering more about myself to know better how to work as an occupational therapist one day? Under what circumstances could I explain my highlight of the day in a newsfeed post when it involves showing my non-religious friend a church that moves her so much that she asks for a tour and she is the one lagging behind to pray in the silence for longer than I realized we’d be there? Where do I talk about how my nanny children list the three days we have together this summer as their top three parts of their summer *and I am just as excited as they are)? In what place of my Facebook profile do I write about the little brother I love and care for in prayer every day as he goes through intensive surgeries to fight to keep one of his senses in good condition to live a normal, happy, active 5-year-old life? Where can I mention the inspiration that my brave best friend brings me when she takes huge steps to stop ignoring the vocation she’s had since she was 14, but now is sharing this essential part of her life with me, so I can grow and learn through her experience, as it is so different from my own? Where do I mention the tears concerning the countless children in orphanages whom I will never meet, but am aware of after volunteering at enough orphanages to know that they definitely exist and most certainly could use more hugs, laughter, and attention? Where do I babble about my new favorite parts of my week: playing tennis with my dad, precious moments being happy and talkative with my 17-year-old little sister (for the first time in her teenage years and my young adulthood), unexpectedly sharing a mass with friends in my UST community, sharing time around the house with my mom, and cooking nights with my siblings Alyssa and Ryan?

Call me crazy, but I don’t think I’m writing this post completely for those I know right now. As much as I love all my readers, I think this post will be written to be used for something unknown, because otherwise I wouldn’t feel comfortable or brave enough to actually hit ‘post’. Maybe one day, I’ll want to explain this period of my life as it has passed in my heart, not as my Facebook timeline shows it.

Facebook, you’ve got me wrong. You show me with 286 friends, 92 photos, and a few likes and comments here and there. You don’t show me with:

  1. A heart more full than I realized a heart could be

Example: Being present and involved with my family is the hugest blessing I’ve known so far in my life, and I’m just starting to piece together the importance of announcing this, too. Serving my family brings me my proudest moments and greatest happiness; I know it likely will never be valued by my home city’s society or current age group, but that will never stop me from loving such a simple, pure joy.

(Call me ridiculous, but I am also overjoyed to treat my dog with attention and give him the simple things in life- a walk every day, someone to tell him goodnight, and someone to allow a few scraps to fall from the table).

  1. A sadness so great as to construct goodness from its pain (only by the grace of God)
    1. To know who you can help often means to see who you realize who you cannot help, and this brings anxiety and sadness
    2. Can one truly live without regret? My greatest feelings of unworthiness and sadness stem from regret and recognizing my moments of cowardice or inaction
    3. Seeing myself fail and not being okay with NOT having the answer. If God has the answer, I am already taken care of. It’s one thing to believe it and another to live off of this belief, so I’m sad to see where I fall short in living out this reality.
  1. The understanding and more often than not, even FEELING, of a love that words won’t describe, because words are of this world (and in my case, of a human with limited writing skills), and this love is not of this world; it’s of Him. Yeah, it sounds weird to want it more than romantic love, so anti-current-culture, yeahyeahyeahyeah. I don’t want jewelry, I don’t even want flowers like I used to always want, I don’t want physical connections I thought I needed…I just want more of this Love.
  2. Romantic love in my future will be better than ever now that I give it the expectations it always should have had. I know I am good for Him, and therefore, I am good for who He wants me to love romantically. He’ll probably keep me waiting, too. He asks His favorites to wait through their own feeble attempts at creating only what He can make out of their life. So, I wait. I work to not ask for any rushing or hurrying along, even when most of my summer weekends will be spent at weddings of friends and relatives. I won’t hurry anything to the tune of expectations or ‘what I deserve’. (I deserve nothing, actually) + (God gives me everything, and I have ALL*THIS*IN*MY*LIFE to be grateful for) = (*WOW* I never knew I had a capacity for such love, joy, and happiness, until I accepted the Truth that God is in my life).
    1. Sometimes I’m really happy and I wonder if I need to show it to others. I reason that I shouldn’t make a point of touting around my happiness, as this wouldn’t be genuine; I believe this so very often that it worries my parents sometimes; I swear they wonder about me sometimes, hehe! Therefore, this post will be evidence that I still have my stupid little moments of being upset in the day, and I don’t talk to others about the True brilliance in each day, but now I am writing with all those who have ever felt worried about me in mind: do not ever worry for my sake again. Instead, pray for me, please, to keep stumbling upon more than I had ever asked of this life to bring to me (*big difference*).

THE END- take what you may out of this, I only intend positive change/contemplation to come from reading this; hope it helped you be more firm in what you believe or think about what you’d like to believe!

If that post was not your cup of tea, maybe her words will inspire you to read more of where they came from:

“I believe that nothing is a sacrifice in light of eternity with Christ.”

“I believe there is only one truly courageous thing we can do with our lives: to love unconditionally, absolutely, with all of ourselves, so much that hurts, and then more.”

“I always hope my friends will live here on earth with me, but I tell them with a new sense of urgency about Jesus because mostly I want them to live with Him, experience His profound, unconditional love, whether here or in heaven.”

“I see sadness, but I also see redemption.”

“Maybe I am not surprised that He heals. He says that He can. But I am always surprised that He loves me enough to allow me to be a part of it.”

“I am young and I know that the most difficult times are not behind us. But as I rest in Him and draw near I am learning much and I am remembering that I am one of His favorites. And even in the middle of a storm, even when I can’t see the good yet, He can. And He is looking at me with that twinkle in His eye, just waiting to surprise.”

“Every morning, when we wake up, our goal is to be available: to one another, to the sick who come needing medicine, to the homeless man on the sidewalk, to the short-term missionary seeking community in a new place… just available to share the love of Jesus whoever God puts in front of us. I am so thankful for the opportunity to teach my children this.”

“We only hurt this deep because we loved, were loved, and that is how we keep loving sometimes.”

“Life just gets harder, but there is purpose in the hard. That is how God’s grace works, I think. I believe I am at wit’s end, that this must be the hardest moment in my life, and He carries me. Then I reach harder moments, laugh at myself for once thinking I had done the hardest moment in life already, and remember how He carried me. He always carries us. The hard places, the desert places, they mold us and they teach us who we really are- broken and completely dependent on God’s grace to give us one more day.”

“There is truly no greater gift than to give yourself away. The more we give, the more He fills, and this is fullness of joy. I give and I trust Him, and as I trust, I overflow with joy and peace. We pour out and He fills us, time and again.”

“God uses us in our brokenness. We simply have to be willing. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that my life would look like this- I am a normal, flawed, selfish, ungraceful human being. Why would He use me? Because He created me in His image and delights in me and can pour His wholeness and perfectness and extravagant grace into any open hand or heart that is surrendered to Him. If He can use me, He can use anyone.”

Also, I’d like to pose a question that also applies to Instagram and Twitter (and blogging, even):

(To be honest, how do we feel when we check our Facebook pages? I love when I can get into contact with those living across the country or world! I love staying up-to-date with best friends who no longer live near me, and I love the ease of posting something to a great friend’s wall or wishing someone a happy birthday. It is great to see what my relatives are up to, and I can even add prayers to my day when someone will post asking for this. Yet, I notice what others have in situations that I “could’ve had”, and (depending on how ‘sensitive’ the topic is), it makes me sad, because I’m not seeing the blessings that they must go without– yet I receive in excess, because I can’t imagine God blessing one person more than another, it’s just that some blessings can be displayed better on Facebook than others. I do notice people who have stopped ‘liking’ my posts, and unfortunately, I even wonder why. So, I don’t know where I stand on Facebook! Readers, please comment if you have an opinion!!)

Much, much, much love to my readers- as always! Here’s the book I am hoping you’ll hunt down:


Independence Day in the Great U.S.A!


Erin and I ended our summer road trip in a great way- celebrating the fourth of July in my neighborhood! Photos below!

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A little about Erin (pictured above!)- we met in Marketing class when I was still adjusting after transferring to UST. I remember how kind she was to me; she wrote out her favorite faith groups on campus and gave them to me- and I was basically a stranger to her at the time! (Flashback photos right here):

Fast forward to this year- she’d been doing great things with her life over the year, and I’d been abroad and otherwise generally working crazy hard on my Accounting degree in the other months. We both began attending Campus Ministry retreats regularly, and I started to look forward to share each retreat experience with Erin; she encouraged me to attend a few that I may not have attended without her enthusiasm, and we both applied for our last retreat together: Kairos! As leaders, we had an amazing time together and I was able to share some moments that I’d never trade for anything else. I will still laugh to think of Erin’s cold room and my basically-penthouse at the first retreat of the year (what happened there?? I really lucked out, haha!!), how she listened to ALL the versions of my talk (and I loved everything she practiced too), how she always goes on adventures to find granola bars with me, how she listens to LONG stories about complicated life matters, how we love the UST fountain….(photos!)…

Erin and I were stargazing during one of the Kairos nights and saw FIVE SHOOTING STARS. This was the first time I’ve ever seen shooting stars in the U.S. (only seen a few in Guatemala before this). God has blessed me with this friendship..it’s even lead to road trips…!

OKAY, back to the fourth of July theme..

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IMG_6467 IMG_6480Hope everyone has a lovely Independence Day for all nations that celebrate such a day! Our USA day was lovely- I always forget how great our fireworks displays are each year until they are right in front of me, and I feel so blessed to be near my friends and family for such a great day. I will cherish these memories forever! Much love to my readers.

Ann: When Words Don’t Suffice

There’s this super special best friend for life/basically-sister/mind-reader I have, and I want everyone else to know about this priceless person who is called Ann Duevel by many and Duev by a select few.

First of all, Duev treats me well when it would be difficult to do so…through the ‘stickier’ parts of who I am, she sticks with me (aw, how punny…!).

I met Duev sophomore year. We got to know each other via our swim team connection, though this wasn’t ever the glue that held our friendship together (especially when she decided that practice was no longer worth dealing with because of the presence of our coach…heheheh, oh Kevin!!)

She always buys me stuff for no reason, and it’s always the most thoughtful thing- and SO meaningful. She will listen to a story one *million* times, and try to understand my point of view *two* million times. She will take the time in my pitiful moments and encourage me when I feel like I am not enough. She gives new perspectives and thoughtful insight, and I listen carefully to Duev because I know how much she holds in her heart; I know how much she cares.

She will help me out of a bad situation, but she pushes me to test my limits to improve myself through experience, and inevitably, mistakes along the way. She let me borrow a fabulous bright red Nebraska sweatshirt for months and when it was finally time to give it back, she was happy to just let me have it because it would be a great reminder of an even greater person in my life who I won’t be seeing in person for 8 months.

Sometimes she’s the backbone of our friendship, and sometimes I’ll take up the role. She’s the one who deals with my need for friendship breaks, and taking back unecessarily-made friendship breaks. She’ll listen when I feel like there’s something to say, and it doesn’t always have to be pleasant. I guess this is how lifelong friendship goes- giving a lot and receiving a lot, never 50/50 all the time, but somehow, it evens out (As of this post I still owe you a lot of gas money though hahaha…there’s no even part about that….so that will be coming soon to a car near her!)

Ann, I think I’ve laughed the hardest in my life in your presence, I think I’ve made my biggest mistakes knowing you’d catch my fall, and ultimately, I’ve made some huge life changes (even without you necessarily understanding every bit about them) knowing you’ll stay by my side. This takes a miracle, but luckily, miracles do exist: you as my best friend!!

We’ve made some extreme trips happen together and it’s really true that travel is going to make or break a connection with someone (thank goodness we made it!!). Ann, I don’t say any of this stuff enough to you, or even worse, I’m not sure that I’ve ever expressed all this to you before. Well…I’m always giving you belated birthday gifts so let’s call this post an early birthday gift (don’t worry I’ll mail you something on your birthday too!!)

*Finally*, this girl is always making the most out of life and experiences offered (modeling was in the works somewhere in between bartending and the next new big thing I will not yet announce, and this will surprise no one!).

Here’s a little bit of what she’s been up to:


Always the piano player! Even when pencils get dropped into baby grand pianos…no worries! We’ll fish ’em out! No fingers broken!


Is it legal to be this amazing on your birthday? (THAT SMILE)


This group may look usual, but we are SILLY together. So much fun at hotels under construction!!! Hahaha. Future cruise buddies, it better happen!

Sometimes Ann feels calm and expresses this for a photo…


…but usually not…hehehee….

The best drink for Duev? Look no further…


Pisco Sour for second place and all its glory when mixed with Duev..!

The best meal she’s ever not paid for? You know it’s right here…(of course there’s a story behind this!)


She may have asked for extra grease on that, we’re not sure…

The best expression she’s ever given to a camera she didn’t know was on? Oh, it’s been documented:


The best friend she’ll ever have?

Not sure, but here’s a great photo of her in a poncho with some ridiculous kid who probably had to pay to get a photo with such an amazing person:


Duev, I’ll put one normal photo in. Enjoy:


The Wake-Up Moment

(Julia defines) ‘The Wake-Up Moment’- a situation (often slightly dangerous) that allows you to take a moment to evaluate where your life is going, what you want to get out of it, and if you’re on the path to make it to these essential goals.

I have ‘wake-up moments’ every time I’m in an area with grizzly bears, or wolves. I have ‘wake-up moments’ right when a flight is taking off or touching down. I had ‘wake-up moments’ in the few times I’ve ever been seriously sick enough to get really worried about a future (I was overreacting terribly, all was taken care of correctly each time– just some lag time due to the language barrier in understanding that!).

I just had another ‘wake-up moment’ yesterday when walking to my duplex from my lovely friend Claire’s apartment-I was walking on the sidewalk behind the baseball fields at my school, and I never considered the possibility of a homerun creating a small, dangerous object flying at me…until it happened! Luckily it missed my head by a few feet!

Anyway, of course it put another ‘wake-up moment’ in me right in the middle of my finals studying, so this post will acknowledge it and I’ll come back to it for my own purposes later- but for you, reader, does this ever happen? Am I crazy with this phenomenom? Just thought I’d share because these moments really do inspire the action needed to put me where I need to be, and they take out fear from the picture!

Wishing you all successful ‘wake-up moment’-inspired action in your lives!
Much love, readers.

(Also, random recent photo included:)

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Looking Back: Grateful for Every Moment

.. I’m grateful for every moment, but the beautiful moments are the easiest to appreciate initially. Now that I’m not going through particular difficult moments, I’m just as grateful for the growth and needed change they allowed me.

Sometimes life can get you a little down, as though the moments now are harder than they’ve been in the past, or that you’re not moving forward with your life as quickly as you’d like, or that you want to feel more happiness, or that in certain moments, you feel a new happiness you’ve never imagined and want to bottle it up to keep with you forever.

Through each of these moments, the answer to these concerns is always in front of me. I know it, and I still won’t even always seek Him. I’m praying for everyone in this boat, because it can make for difficult moments, but I am remembering that God *always* has brought me the best.

The best in life comes after taking out what was ‘the best’ before- if my life story speaks to one thing, it screams this. The ‘middle time’ of transition doesn’t get easier knowing this, though. I have to believe more; I need more trust in Him!

Even in just today, He has so many beautiful surprises and little seconds filled with Joy for each of us. What will it be for me, and for you? Will we be too busy to notice or cherish them?

So maybe I’m sick with a bad sore throat today (and *if* I was complaining, I’d say that’s my least favorite kind of sick day), but it will still be a great day; He ensures this. Much love to all my readers, and enjoy these photos (I took every one of them except one!)

** Brace Yourselves- The following photos contain little details that hint at the people who I contain in my heart, experiences that have shaped I how see the world through my time in just 10 countries so far…think of how much we still have to discover, and yet, for me- I am so happy to remember these moments of great joy! So please, comment if you recognize a location or may have been present for one of these moments! I do apologize for some years’ photos not included, as I lost a lot of my photo archive when switching laptops just about a year ago. Still- enjoy! **)



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To the Root // Hasta La Raíz

I challenge you to read over these song lyrics with this thought: it was argued in my *AaaaaaMAZING* Kairos retreat that this song could only refer to God’s love, considering how strong the love is described. What are your thoughts, readers? The lyrics are below… (song by Natalie Lafourcade)

I go on crossing rivers
roaming forests
loving the sun
Every day I go on pulling thorns
from the far depths of my inner heart
And at night I go on burning up dreams
to launder clean with sacred smoke

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A Lot on the Line (#understatement)

What’s trending right now in the media: not the subject of this post. However, if you’re okay with the idea of keeping an open mind, I highly suggest that you read this post!

This is the first year that I can honestly say that I looked at the season of Lent with a need for more than its popular Twin Cities cultural value: ‘giving something up, no meat on Fridays, and get yourself to a fish fry if you’re over 80 years old.’

Why am I trying to follow Lent more closely though, right?

This year has been an unbelievable spiritual challenge in ways that I would only be grateful for when seeing the growth it has allowed me, and I’m not going to shy away from this Lenten topic because it’s worth the listen, no matter where you’re at on your faith journey- and I’d like to hear any comments, as always.

I really do believe that YOU don’t choose an authentic faith journey, but it chooses (and pursues) YOU. Another way of putting it: I never envisioned myself writing posts about Lent or anything religious at all, ever. I’m still using this blog to keep up with what’s going on in my life, though, yet by doing so, I don’t mean to cause any feelings of exclusion toward anyone in doing so.

After all, *THE* main reason why I have this blog is this: “If you judge someone, you have no time to love them” (Blessed Mother Teresa), so please believe me when I say that I mean to share this post to benefit every reader, not just the practicing Catholics.

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By the way, isn’t Blessed Mother Teresa inspiring?

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A Family Tradition: The Winter Trip Up North

Way up North in Minnesota, at the end of December? Yes, one may say this is a definition of insanity. Our family calls it tradition, and it never fails to be a great time. In this particular year, oddly there was no snow so we did not do our typical cross country skiing. Family friends (my amazing godmother, Mary, included) joined us for game nights, great meals, hiking, visiting the headwaters, and generally enjoying the beauty found if you can bear the harsh cold! (I’d say we managed!)

Note: Elizabeth was also present to represent our family (Alyssa and Ryan weren’t able to come unfortunately), but she wasn’t in the mood for photos over the trip. It is always so nice spending time around Liz, though- one of the highlights of this trip!

Marvelous Ms. Marie

Marie has always inspired me by her strength, courage, determination, hard work, compassion, and heart of GOLD. I am blessed to have had Marie as my first high school friend. I am blessed that we are still friends now, because as anyone moving on from high school knows, that’s when a high school friendship is a choice, and we always choose to be friends…besties, actually.

Marie, you mean the world to me. I cannot WAIT to walk right next to you on May 3rd. You are strong and I am so lucky for every moment we get together, and for the amazing future that God chooses for us- I think we’ll stay close through it all. We might not be quite so ridiculous as our high school years (oh wait, that was me always doing really silly things and you being the wise one), but I’m glad we’ve been growing up together, because I see how great God is through the strong example of your life. Marie, thank you (and your amazing family) for everything you’ve done for me and all the ways you’ve been there for me. You look out for what’s best for me, and I can only hope to attempt the same for you. (She has a blog from her time as a missionary in Nepal! Check it out here).

As we always do, we visited Minnehaha Falls for nature photos. This trip was a success, as were the many that came before this! The only season we have missed has been Spring, so I’m hoping we can get that planned out soon? Spring 2015 is on its way!

(As a side note, we’re overdue for a trip, and our families are much overdue for a dinner together!)

If anyone has a story/comment to add on about Marie, please do so. Much love, readers!

The Windy City

Day 1: Airport, Train to Hostel, CHICAGO!

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Fun fact: During the trip, we went to mass at the only parish run by Opus Dei! The church is BEAUTIFUL! Worth a visit!

Thank gooooooodness Maggie took the map and became our guide. Anyone dealing with me and directions will understand this one! The neighborhood that our hostel was in was AMAZING: great coffee shops, clothes shopping, donut shops, tea shops…everything was lovely!

Day 2: Willis Tower

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You are amazing in so many ways.

You send me kind letters that still even have a few pieces of Seattle grass in them!

You tell a story how it is…I like this, because it gives the world a few more people to pray for.

You love with all your heart- this makes the family you’re caring for SO lucky to have you.

You care about friends. Once a friend, always a friend.

You’re artistic like CRAZY. I hope you never lose that; you inspire me to pick up a pencil and draw a bit!
You know the value of friendship and remind me of this- hence the best thing you’ll get to a letter until I figure out

how to better utilize the mailing system here…(as it stands now….the mail takes far too long and costs FAR too much…I’m working on it…)

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Arica, Chile

Quieres conocer mi compañera de viajando para un fin de semana reciente?



Quieres conocer nuestras amigas fabulosas que, con suerte (y sin un señal de celular), habíamos encontrado después de cinco minutos en Arica?


Eli y Clau, mis hermanas por corazón

Sabes que fue BUENASO sobre Arica? La playa…fotos debajo–

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“Musings of a Beautiful Career”

Thanks to the time and generosity of my host sister, I have been able to assist in a few occupational therapy sessions here in Arequipa. While OT does not present itself in the same format that I’ve seen in the U.S.- that is part of the joy! It is so great to see the benefit of OT present itself in new ways, and for this I am so thankful to have this weekly OT assistant opportunity. It has me thinking of all the great ways that OT can be so, so fun! I’m posting today to share a fun, quick DIY idea, just in case a child may benefit from these ideas on a lovely Sunday with the family, like this one!

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So of course I’ll miss Taylor quite a ton, but I might not miss her joking about how this gringa will handle her overpacking madness. It’s funny because it’s true though..I’ll give her credit where credit is due.

I’m writing from Arequipa, Peru next. I love everyone and everything for getting me to this point…if you’re wondering how I feel right now. Just pretty excited and happy and so, so blessed.

Cynthia Kepp is the person to thank for this poem:

We talked,
We walked,
for a Moment in Time.You passed through my life that day and left your mark.
You may never pass my way again,
Or you may stay for a lifetime.

No matter what,
I want to say thank you for the impression you made
that will stay with me for eternity.

I enjoyed the walk,
I enjoyed the talk.
I am blessed for that moment in time.


I thought a poem was fitting for a fabulous friend who enjoys poetry! Thanks for being you, Maggie! Life is always better with you and the (mostly amazing) facts of college life we’ve walked through these past few months…they’ve all been a blast! 🙂