Speaking of a Journey

How my family prepared me to take on life. It was really hot outside, and my feet were hurting from walking so much. My Dad and Grandpa said that this was going to be a quick hike, but it felt like we had been out for hours. If I had stayed with Mom and Grandma, I could have stayed in their cool camper, I thought, but I’m here walking around instead. I’m never going to go hiking again ever! Hiking Camping GIF from Hiking GIFs *not actual footage of  my hike “Dad, are we there yet?” I whined out. “No, we’ve still got a little bit more to go.” That’s what he said a little bit ago, I said to myself. “But I’m so tired !” I really was, there was no denying myself that. My little six-year-old body had never been through so much physical activity. (Okay, maybe it had, but at the moment, I felt like I was going to die.) Tears began to well in my eyes as I faced the possibility of certain death. “Suck it up, kid.” My Grandpa’s sage words of wisdom still ring i...

Why the heck is Holly writing another blog? As I was scrolling through my social media one day I came across a post that said, “It’s not a race, it’s a journey, so enjoy the ride.” Okay, so I’m paraphrasing, but the message stuck with me. Today in 2017, it’s so easy to get caught up in comparing your own life with that of others. With Facebook, you can stay caught up in your friends’ lives, jobs, relationships, and social lives. On Instagram, you can see fabulous selfies and delicious new food trends. On Twitter, you can see others’ anecdotes and interesting happenstances from their daily lives. You see all of this on a 4x2’’ screen as you’re sitting on your living room couch downing an extra-large bag of pretzels. Sorry did I write you? I meant to write I. That bottom picture is an actual pizza that I ate last Wednesday on Pizza Night at EFY.  But really, this is something that happens in my everyday life. I realize what the dangers of social media are and I know that...