And so begins March

hello,

how’s it goin?

(That’s me btw ↘)

March is my fave month. And this march started off with the Oscars where right off the bat, we fell in love with this couple:

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…But especially fell in love with her

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And after doing some googling…

found that Lupita Nyong’o is a truly remarkable human being who is now my new hero.

Then JoTo won a photo contest with this photo depicting “Education Today”.

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Wooooooo

But the day she found out she had won, she then received news of the opposite kind. News that nobody ever wants to hear or have to deal with the repercussions of.

…am I gonna go there? Let it flow…

Sad news that will change his daughters lives because he is no longer in them, and yet he always will be a part of.

This one’s dedicated to you Uncle Mike.

Were it not for that camera, I wouldn’t have been able to capture this beautiful memory of his oldest daughter and my cousin dancing in his honor.

His youngest daughter, and one of my best friends, sang to the tune of her dad’s legacy. If you’re reading this, I love you T and R. Never stop making your art.

There’s a book that I’m reading to L right now called “Each Little Bird that Sings” EachLittleBird1and in it there’s a quote– something like “People die, so we can live on”. I love the perspective there, because with a grey thing like death, it’s hard to keep from looking at it from a downwards angle– like a grave in the ground. But if you look at it like a white thing thats high, higher than the beautiful blue ceiling of atmosphere overhead, it’s easier to turn around and walk on and make something incredible of yourself. I promise you, those memories and lessons will stay so much closer when you can dance and sing about them, always living on. That’s what they would have wanted, and you know it.

This post was something I started the other night just to catch up with my readers and at first I thought it would just be a blurb on all the happy notes March has kicked off with. It was going to be something to get my mind off this. But then it grew into what I guess I’d call my closure, and I just want to thank you dear reader for reading it. If any of you are struggling with loss, I truly hope this helps.

tumblr_mibjscds4p1rtzbb2o1_400And have a wonderful March

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The Journal Challenge.

This challenge, should you choose to accept it, involves the recovery of your memories that need to be recorded for the humor of your descendants. It’s not too late, and you’ll be surprised at what you remember. Should you choose to record your answers in written form, your great-gradnchildren will be very happy with you.   

Memories include:

•What was the nicest dream you ever had?

• Worst nightmare?

• Worst chore you ever had to do?

• If you could go anywhere in the world, why? and what would you do?

• If you could meet someone famous, who & why?

• If you could take a famous picture, what would it be of?

• When was a time you wish you owned an Invisibility Cloak?

• Invent a life changing machine? (Ignoring laws of nature)

• Favorite season, why?

• Least favorite season? Why?

• You go to a fortune teller, what does she tell you?

• You’re dream birthday is today. What do you do?

• You are walking along the street and a crowd of people are looking up at the sky. What are they looking at?

• Where in the world would you like to go to see the perfect rainbow?

• Who would you give a trophy to?

• Write a letter to the person(s) you admire most in the world.

• Has a birthday wish ever come true?

• First house dreams?

• “The happiest person is the person who thinks the most thoughts” -agree?

• Something different you noticed about something you see daily

• When I was little, I absolutely loved/ hated…

• “What we feel matters much more than what we know”- agree?

Add, subtract, evolve the list as you like because it’s your challenge. (A post-per isn’t a bad idea). Good luck Agent!

“Ideas for Journal Writing” by my Young Women’s President