Hello, loves! I'm so glad that you have decided to check out my new blog!
For my first post, I was nervous because I wasn't quite sure how I wanted to make my mark on my site. What statement did I want to make? How can I draw readers in to be interested in what I have to say? Why even make a blog at all??
Well, the last question is easy. I truly believe sometimes that my life could be an amazing sit-com, and so I wanted to share my stories, thoughts, and advice to spark whatever incite I can in your minds. Maybe if I tell you about my chaotic life, you could avoid the same chaos.
As for the other questions, I think my first post should be about where I came from and the idea of home. Most of my posts will be about new adventures, but we all have to start somewhere, and so I thought there couldn't be a more fitting way to start than with my origins.
When I graduated last month, my parents gave me my graduation gift: this book and a matching necklace.
This made me think about all the different sayings people use when speaking about "home." There's the famous, "Home is not a place, but rather, the people you love," and then of course, "Home is where the heart is." Now, if someone asked me where in the world my heart belonged, I would, without hesitation, tell them New York City. I mean, that IS why I'm taking out student loans and travelling across the country to be there for the next four years of my life, and hopefully the rest after that. But it is not truly my home, not yet at least.
My home, for the past 17 years, has been Las Vegas -- and no, I do not live in a hotel as I'm sure many of you were wondering. But, it's true. My home is here, this is all I've ever known, except for my travels. So tell me, how can my heart belong both to New York and here? It is because neither saying is true over the other. Both are true harmoniously together. My home is New York because it is the place I belong, the people there match my speed, and that place is the embodiment of my soul. But my home is also here because of the sentimentality of my childhood and because it is the residence of those I hold most dear: my family, my friends.
And so, as I go on my next journey, I think it important to remember where I came from because, after all, it will always be my home and it'll always hold a special place in my heart.
For those of you getting ready to leave for college or choosing which college can make you happiest, remember that you don't need to get far away from home to be happy. I know you want independence. But leaving your friends and family isn't the only way to get independence. I've found that getting a job and getting my license and handling my school work without parental hovering helped me gain my independence. I also know Las Vegas can be dull, as it is in the middle of the desert, but I challenge you to find the beauty in this city. Everyone else jumps at the joy to come to the renowned Las Vegas, Nevada, the City of Lights. There is beauty here, just like everywhere else on the Earth. Stop and look, before it's too late. And if you do stay, know it's not a bad thing to be near those who love you.
I love you guys tons, and I can't wait for my next post! Thank you so much for reading!
Much love from hails ;)