There are those people who you don’t remember meeting, they have just always been there. Those people often feel like family, whether you see them everyday or once a week or once a year, you are just always comfortable around them. They know you like the back of their hand and vice versa. I was thinking about this the other day. The majority of my close friends I have known for over half my life, granted I am 14 so that isn’t very long, but for me it is. I met 2 of my very best friends when I started pre school, do I remember meeting them? No. Do I remember pre-school at all? Vaguely. I remember a few things with these girls when I was that young, but not much else. My other 2 best friends I remember meeting them but it is not clear as day. I remember I met them in dance and I was 5 and our teacher yelled at us a lot. I remember that I kept going back because I wanted to see my friends. Friends who, even at age 5, I knew were going to be like family. I chose them at age 5. At age 3. Now sure I’m sure my parents had an influence on this too but still. Cool isn’t it? At such a young age we choose people that are going to shape us in to the humans we become. Adults too, now my parents chose what adults were going to hang around me and most of them are still in my life and I have no clue what it would be like with out them. People are amazing. It is amazing that I may have nothing in common with someone but yet I love them as family. It is amazing that just a persons presents can influence you. Soon these people’s traits become your treats too. Like the way my Nana hugs, she hugs you and then when she is about to let go she squeezes you a little tighter ( they are the best hugs), just the other day someone told me I do that and I laughed to myself thinking, “It really is the little things isn’t it?”. I could be the way you say something, pajamas with a long a or short a. The way you think is even influenced by those around you, if they think half empty, you may fall into the same pattern. I don’t notice the traits that I carry on until someone points them out. It makes you think though. How have I influenced those around me? Do others pick things up from me? Am I being a good influence or bad? I am so lucky to be surround by so many amazing people that have made me into a person I am happy with and I just hope that I can someday do the same for others, I hope that today I do the same for others. 

Love and hugs- Molly


Stop the glorification of busy


It used to be that if you asked someone “how are you?” the response was typically, “Fine, thank you.”Now it seems that the most overused answer to the age-old question is, “BUSY.”Why is this? Are we truly all that busy or do we say it because are we afraid we won’t look like we are trying hard enough at work, at home, with our kids, in life?? I suppose it is a little of both. We do try to schedule too much in our given 24 hours a day and often times, we probably do so because it is what “we are expected to do.”I have had the pleasure of working from home the last two days because of a snowmaggden outside. Not being able to leave the house changes ones perspective. Sure I still worked remotely and there was still laundry, cleaning, shoveling and cooking that had to get one. But between myself and our three girls contributing, our pace was, dare I say, relaxed. And… you know what? I believe I accomplished more these last two days than I would have during my typical “busy” days. Not only did I accomplish more but I had some extra time. Extra time to write this blog post that Molly has been begging me to write but I have been too busy to do so. Extra time to respond thoughtfully to some work emails instead of my usual quick responses. Extra time to play card games with the girls in the evening instead of running them to their activities. The snow will melt and we will be back at our busy pace soon. But I will think twice before I embrace being too busy. I will look for ways to de-clutter my day’s agenda so that I can experience the day vs surviving the day. I will stop glorifying being busy.

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Recently I feel like I do the same thing everyday. Get up, go to school, pay attention in half the classes, come home and complain about the teachers and who knows what else, do homework, go to dance, come home, shower, and go to bed.  I even eat the same thing for breakfast and lunch! Every. Single. Day. I realized this when my friend asked me the ultimate small talk question ” So what’s new with you?”  What is new with me? Nothing. I am just going through life day by day. I am done with that… I want to live my life. I don’t want the only thing I look forward to be late start on Wednesday mornings (but I will never stop being excited for an extra hour of sleep!)  I want to look forward to make a difference in someone’s day. I don’t want to walk so close to the walls that I bump into them when I turn the corner. I want to not be afraid to walk strait down the middle of the hallway ( granted, I will not do that because, well, being a 5’2 freshman girl, I will be run over!). But let my point be taken. I want to live my life and look forward to waking up in the morning and showing people who I am inside my heart. Last year I wrote a book for school called beYOUtiful.  Now, granted it was about a crayon accepting himself and glowing in the dark, but we need to remember that it applies to us, too. The most beautiful people are the people who truly believe they are beYOUtiful. Those people live life, they just don’t got through it. So that is my semester goal. Live my life, because it could be snatched away from me in a snap.  Are you living life or just going through it?

Love and hugs- Molly


From the beginning we have had to learn how to balance.  From Toddling back and forth when learning how to walk. We fall and fall again until we find our balance, one foot in front of the other. We hop around on one foot until realizing that focusing on something still helps us not wobble. Falling off our bike time after time until figuring out how to distribute our weight evenly throughout the bike. All things we learn by trial and error. Now as we get older we can easily walk, stand on one foot, and ride a bike but we may not as easily balance our work/school life, home life, and social life. These things also take time to master.

This is my problem. I mean who doesn’t love leaving the house at 7 and not getting home until 10:30? I love being busy but it has gotten to the point where I don’t know how to focus on one thing, I can’t keep my lives separate. I can’t just watch t.v. I must be doing something else too. When I am at school I’m not thinking about balancing equations I am thinking about dance. When I am hanging out with my friends I feel guilty because there is so much at home for me to be doing. At dance I am worrying about that English test I have tomorrow. It never stops. And as I said I don’t know it any other way. That is how I live my life. Don’t get me wrong I loooove having my life busy, less time for me to get into trouble! But learning how to balance it all can be a mess. I try lots of things and it all comes back to writing it down. Even if I know I will be at dance 5-9:30 every Tuesday and Thursday I still write it down. It helps me keep life a tad bit more organized. But who’s to say if that is the best way for YOU? We all work different . I would love to hear about what you do, always looking for helpful ways of keeping my stress level down!

love and hugs- Molly.