Rainy Days

Every year on Father's Day, instead of thinking of sadness, I am reminded of all the beautiful memories I shared with my father. His humor was unmatchable. In fact, I have yet to meet one person who can make me laugh the way he could. His belief in my talent was also something that I will always remember. He once said to me, "I know you are capable of doing a million other jobs, but this is what you love. You must do music- it's YOUR future." 

In Kenya, rainy days are considered a blessing. Often during the summer in south florida, many people wish it wouldnt rain for just FIVE SECONDS so we could get to our car without being soaking wet, or so we could actually enjoy the many beach days we are blessed with. But since my trip to Kenya, I always find it difficult to complain about the rain. Sure, the sun is beautiful. Nobody can deny the beauty of a sunny, warm afternoon. However, with every white side there is always a black side. Rainy, thunderstorm afternoons on a day like today, Father's Day, don't make me sad, lazy, or tired. They give me excitement for the future. They remind me of how blessed I was to have my dad around in my life until I was 19. After all, he could have passed away when I was 6 years old. I would never have gotten to experience half the moments I did with him.

So today, as it pours outside and thunders, as the rumbles shake my patio window, I am thankful and feel blessings showering me. I am soaked in reminders of how much I love my dad, present on earth or not, I refuse to speak of him as a past tense. Because the rain...the water....reminds me of his love. His love for the water, the ocean, and everything it encompasses. It reminds me of the scattering of his ashes into the ocean. It reminds me that I am one lucky girl. Kenya, today is for you. 

Reunited.

Blogging world and my many readers,

We are to be reunited as of today. Today, I will begin working on my blog on a consistent basis once again like before. Below is my testimony, feel free to judge. But if you are that upset that I haven't been writing, maybe I should have my blog published. That would mean I am way more legit than I actually thought!

See, this little thing called senioritis started to kick in during my final year of college these past few months. Alongside senioritis, came college graduation. I also auditioned for the musical, Chicagi and got the lead role of Roxie Hart. SO much has happened, and I apologize. I have left you out of the process. But, now, we are reunited.

As of today, we are reunited to one another. I am back, and bigger and better than before.

Making New Friends

You are amazing at making new friends. You get that from your mommy (duh). You are a social butterfly, but really enjoy remaining outside of conflict. Which is a very nice quality that you possess, because I know I can trust taking you places.

You had your first experience at the dog park this week.

You had the time of your life. We will definitely be going back to the dog park... a lot. No questions.