7 Things I Learned After Moving Out

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It’s been almost 3 months since I moved out of my parents’ house. After college, I moved back home to save money while I searched for a job. In a year and a half, I completed an internship, worked a job from hell, then ended up in my current role at the best company ever!¬†Needless to say, it’s been one hell of a year and a half, but I’m still feeling the effects of the transition from college to adulthood – especially with the whole move.

Now that my life is a little more stable and I am finally settling in to my new place, I am slowly starting to realize how impactful my decision to move was. From a long and trying period of figuring out logistics to the short period of adjustment in a new city, I have learned so much about myself… or as Kylie Jenner would say, “I am realizing stuff.”

Here are the 7 things I have learned since moving to my new apartment: Continue reading

Miss You, G.

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Nearly nine months ago on Christmas Eve, my grandmother passed away, just a few days shy of her 95th birthday. If you have been a long-time reader, you know how much of a superwoman she was.

I remember her giving all the kids piggy back rides around the house, whipping up our favorite meals without complaining, and teaching us how to add and subtract using chopsticks. My childhood was so loving because of my grandmother, who made sure I woke up in time to catch the school bus every morning and who was the one to tuck me in at night.¬†She chased monsters out of my room, cleaned the wounds when I fell, and bent over backwards to make everyone’s lives as easy as possible.

She was the glue that kept the family together and the foundation upon which we built this amazing life in the United States. Without her sacrifices, this life that my family and I live right now would not be possible. My parents would not have been able to work three jobs, take care of two kids, afford a house and save up to send the kids to college. She was truly an amazing woman, and I admire her for her strength and dedication to always do what needed to be done for the sake of our family.

Even though so much time has gone by, I still feel like the hardest part about her passing was that I never told her thank you enough, and I never told her I love you enough. I grew up and got wrapped up in my own world, and I didn’t have the clarity of mind to realize that my time with her would end so quickly. All those times that I could have spent with her but didn’t will always be my biggest regret.

So for anyone who needs a reminder to always be present with the people you love, this is your reminder. You don’t have to be sappy to tell someone you love them. Just be there, in the moment, without any distractions. It could mean the world to them.

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CHHS Homecoming 2011

G, I love you, and I miss you dearly.