October is domestic violence awareness month. Recently the podcast at my university, PEP Talk, covered a local organization that assist those that are affected by domestic violence. They talked about how in the year 1994 that efforts were made to help prevent violence against women. Funding was made available and nonprofits were able to expand their operations. However, many still face the crisis of domestic violence. Examples of this crisis can be found in the Me Too movement that spread across the world.
The month of October has started and Halloween is around the corner. I have watched each house in the neighbor start the slow crawl of decorating their yards with scary sights to frighten future trick or treaters. However, there is one more way to get ready for a Spook-tacular Halloween. How about a Halloween movie marathon?
Fall is my favorite time of the year. The changing of the leaves, ghoulish decorations, and tasty treats that appear are my few of favorite things that appear during this time of the year. Yesterday on September 23, 2019 was the first day of fall and despite the insistent heat in Texas, I plan to celebrate. How? Well I created my ultimate fall bucket list of things I want to accomplish before Jack Frost makes his presence known.
September 11 is a day marked in history by the horror we witnessed of the twin towers falling in New York City, but this September 11 I wanted to focus on an unsung holiday called Patriot Day. A holiday that should be celebrated with more valor, but mass media solely focused on the terror incident of 2001. So let me start by defining what makes a patriot.
A patriot is a person supports their country and is prepared to defend it against enemies. Men and women give up their lives and leave behind their family for months at a time to serve . They uphold the ideals of our country and serve as the protection against those who which us harm. They live often times off the little paychecks they receive for their time served. They are not thanked or appreciated often when they pass us, the everyday citizen, by.
Grandparents Day is this September 8, 2019. A day dedicated to our mother’s and our father’s parents. I am thankful for having some of the most wonderful grandparents in the world. They grew up in a generation full of pull yourself up by the boot strap mentality. They survived the hard times of America like the Great Depression and Oil Crisis. They became prominent members of their communities. They raised families while conquering the world. However, these stories are slowly disappearing.
My grandmother on my mom’s side (we will just nickname her Grandma A) has been losing her memory for years now. She suffers from dementia. She struggles to remember my mother or me. She spends her day curled into a wheel chair as nurses assist her with her daily needs. If anyone knew Grandma A, they would know that this is not how she would have wanted to spend her final days. But this is not what I am sad about when I look at her. I am sad because her life story is fading.
This father’s day I have decide to publicly write a letter to my dad, the man who raised me and helped me grow into the woman that I am. To my dearest father,
Thank you for loving me over the years and raising me to be who I am. You raised me to be strong and proud! You taught me how to throw a ball even though I have zero athletic ability. You made sure I knew what was right from wrong. You taught me what love should look like and to never accept anything less from anyone. You drove me to every practice and game I signed up for even though you were busy with work. You taught me to drive even though I was terrified. (Sorry about giving you grey hair from it!) I have realized I have a lot to be thankful to you for over the years!
It seems like every cookbook or recipe box has the same version of the classic American dessert recipes. So how do you spice up or change such classic recipes to make them special or reimagined?
This mother’s day I have decide to publicly write a letter to my mom, the woman who raised me and helped me grow into the woman that I am.
Every family has their traditions. For some it is volunteering with a specific charity, or donating to those who have less. Others will attend church service or spend time with family. For my family, it is the tradition of jam making to give out to friends and family. Click the photo to find out more and for the recipe.