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I have never understood why people smell flowers. They all smell the same, and the scent isn't even that nice. So, I blame my nose and smell them anyway. But… I still don’t enjoy it. I take a step back, when I am overwhelmed with a pleasant aroma of sweet roses. As I’ve gotten older I’ve noticed this pattern in more than just flowers, but everyday situations. When we find ourselves in situations we don’t like or one that didn’t go our way, like a breakup for example, we put the blame on someone or something else. “He was a jerk,” “my friends are the reason we aren’t together,” “if we just hadn’t gone out that night.” We’re always pointing a finger for the mishappenings in our life. Justifying the “wrongs” by blaming others gives us satisfaction for a moment. Although, it doesn’t last long before we feel unsatisfied again. I blamed my nose for not liking the smell of flowers because I had a deviated septum that didn’t allow air in. So, I couldn’t really smell at all. Howe...

The teacher said "open your books to page 346 and we'll start discussing the nervous system"... my mind trailed off and I started thinking about my own book, my own story; Everyone knows my story. I'm what you call an open book. Being an open book is great. I have no secrets, so spreading rumors about me is a bit of a challenge and I have a really wonderful ability to genuinely connect with almost anyone I meet.  For example; I remember once, my friend Elise had a birthday party in Downtown Denver. I had work so I couldn't stay the whole time but I really didn't want to miss it. Her dad offered to take me back early.  The drive from Denver to my job was a half hour and her dad is a very quite man and we had only met for the first time that night. I wasn't, but I know now he was afraid for a very long, awkward 30 minutes. However, we kept a wonderful conversation the whole time. We talked about our favorite football teams and traveling and he sti...

Everyone dreams of living at the beach, or in the mountains. I’m lucky, I’ve lived near both and they are different, but equally awesome. However, people forget that living somewhere and vacationing there are two very different things. When you’re vacationing somewhere it’s relaxation all the time. Although, when you live somewhere you have to do real life things like: go to doctors appointments, work, find a school, join a church. It doesn’t seem hard at first, but these all have one thing in common; you have to put yourself out there, you have to be vulnerable. We are all vulnerable to some degree everyday. Talking to a cashier, inviting mutual friends to your party and everyone loves the first day of school when the teacher says "lets get to know each other!" *Rolls eyes* the point is that, it isn’t some unknown thing that we’ve never dealt with. However, when you’re in a new place you become painfully aware of it. I have never had to find a dentist, or call a new doc...

Rewind. Rewind, to May 20, 2016; one of the best days of my life. The day a dream came true. The day I was recognized for everything I accomplished the last 18 years. It was the day everything changed. And now one year later, I’m writing to you. They say a lot can happen in a year and when “they,” whoever “they” is, say that you better believe them. I did. Or at least I thought I did. One year ago I liked the idea of change, but now sitting in my ro- sorry, brother’s room (more on that later,) even my opinion on change, has changed.   On this day one year ago, I was revelling in my graduation from high school. It had been a dream of mine, since 6th grade I might add, to speak at graduation and I did it. It wasn’t just the accomplishment itself though. It was a stepping stone to the real dream. My biggest dream in life is to be an anchor for Good Morning America, with the likes of my favorite reporters such as Robin Roberts. I thought “if I can do this, I can do anything,...