It wont be easy, In fact if it is, You’re probably not doing it right. Love in general takes Time, Patience, Trust. And self love? Well, that kind of love my dear, Is by far, the most important. Because you are yours, Before you are anyone elses. And although the self love movement is gaining a lot...
Once she realized her own faults, Like leaving the cabinet doors wide open, And not making it to the closet before her shoes flew off her feet. She realized that she didn’t need to be perfect… That those little things that aren’t ideal, Like starting to tell a story and...
I think I needed a doubt, I needed a goal. I needed something I knew I would hate, So that I could love myself a little more for doing it. (FYI that lady that finished before us was a half-marathon runner, also just for the record, i did beat...
Maybe it has to do with the life I’ve already lived. Or maybe it’s the lives I’ve seen taken. Whatever it is, It doesn’t scare me. It’s a beautiful thing, this life we get. The conversations, The reputations, The appreciations, The all-around explorations. All these things that hold so much power, Only holds it, because...
You should've seen her eyes light up, her cheeks begin to raise. I wish you could've felt the feeling of standing in front of this brave little girl- Who finally found out her wish was coming true. I remember the first time I met Kayla. This 5-year-old warrior. She stole my...
You are a paradox. Strong in the sense of ability and routine, but weak when it comes to other things. Faithful, yet detached. You crave adventure and wild, live without warning. But most days you’re home, alone and at feeling at ease. A blend of fire and ice, Kinda rude mostly nice. Your...
All good things must come to an end. And just like our magical trip to Iceland, So, must this blog series. I know, I know, It is almost as good as “Stranger Things.” I mean, without all the weird supernatural things but Eleven “El” has similarities to our wild tour...
Last week on The Icelandic Travel Series, 6 New Mexicans traveled overseas in the worlds shittiest plane to take on the bitter cold of Reykjavik Iceland. Upon arriving and meeting Ellen, their above average talkative tour guide, amped up on zero sleep and lots of coffee they...
“I can vividly remember the look on their sweet faces when they gently placed their new wigs on for the first time. It was like they forgot how beautiful they were…” To me, Its just hair. But to my mom and sister it meant more. I remember both moments. When...
First off, I want to notion this series that I had claimed in my previous blog that this trip we would do a few things...