Let’s be honest….Monday is not a day I look forward to.  Sometimes I long for the days when I was in school and Monday was the day I got to see my friends again—or the guy I had a crush on.  After finishing graduate school and beginning to work full time I have come to understand what Mondays mean for many people.  As an adult trying to like and embrace adulthood, Mondays have been a continuous struggle.  Mondays mean that the weekend is as far away as it can be and there are 5 more workdays to trudge through.  I do believe that I need to appreciate each day as a gift (including Mondays) and always look for the positives.  Sometimes on Monday mornings it feels almost impossible to find something good.  Then I remind myself that I actually like my job and maybe it is just the world screaming in my ear that Mondays are terrible.  Regardless, a little happy never fails to brighten a Monday.  Today my little happy was a pair of mint flats.  Sometimes you just need a little happy.

I haven’t written in awhile because I have not felt inspired to write.  

This blog was finally started after my grandmother passed away.  I had been thinking about starting a blog since college, but it was after my grandmother died that I finally said “today is the day”.  Ma was 97 years old when she passed away less than one month ago.  She was my mother’s mother.  I could literally write an entire novel about Ma, her life, and how she inspired me.  She was involved in multiple organizations in Fort Worth during her prime and always stood up for what she believed in.  She is the most amazing woman I have ever known.  She is my hero.  She is my role model.  She is my grandmother and will always be even though she is gone from this world.  I am forever grateful for the time I got to spend with her.  She has inspired me to travel the world and dance and entertain.  She and my grandfather hosted many parties and spent multiple nights a week with their friends and family.  They wanted to be with the people they loved and to have a good time.  Ma loved me so much and made sure that I knew it every time I saw her.  I miss her more than words can say.  There have been ok days and bad days since March 26th, 2016.  Today was a bad day.  I can only be thankful, though, for the time I was able to spend with her.  Many people never get to meet their grandparents or have a relationship with them.  I was blessed to know all four of my grandparents during my childhood and will cherish those memories forever.  Those relationships helped shape me into the person I am today.  Thank you, Ma.

Isn’t it amazing how four short years can have such an impact on your life?  My game-changer was at Auburn University.  There I gained a deeper love of football, met some of my dearest friends, and discovered the deliciousness of Momma G’s nachos, among other things.  I want to write about Auburn first because this is the place where I really began the transition from being a teenager to an adult.  My husband lovingly nicknamed Auburn “Magical Aubie Land” after his first trip with me to Auburn in the fall of 2011.  I promise I will explain this name in a later post.  If you have no reason to go, you have likely never been to this small college town.  It is in Alabama—yes Alabama, not Georgia—and not too far from Atlanta or Birmingham.  If you are ever in either of those cities or somewhere else close I encourage you to make the drive to Auburn…you won’t regret it.