October 7th, 2014

In one month from today, I’ll turn 30.

As i was sprawled out on my over-sized couch last night watching the finale of Teen Mom 2 while eating greek yogurt & debating on wine or another Diet Coke, i started thinking about 30.

When i was 15, the idea of being married with at least one kiddo at 25 was my idea of the American Dream. you know that question every student is required to answer? What is your American Dream? i’m sure if you went back and read my account, i mentioned that i would graduate from college, move to NYC, work for Glamour, meet & marry a handsome devil of a Wall Street man and settle down with my Ralph Lauren-dressed clan in Greenwich.

And yet, here we are.

Undergrad concluded 6 months after i turned 21.

Grad school finished when i was 26.

i moved back in with my parents while I found stable ground. i’ve been laid off, found my dream job, built a house and most recently, a luxury car.

I’m not saying i have all my shit figured out, but what i’m saying is, at 29 years old, single, no kiddos, living & loving the city i once remarked “will never bring me back" and still a non-smoker, i feel good about where i am— really good, actually.

In one month from today, I’ll turn 30, and for the first time, i’m 100% okay with that fact.

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35 Life Lessons To Learn The Closer You Get To 30

by: Diana Edelman

1. You don’t have to know what the heck you want in life from the moment you leave the womb. You don’t even need to have a solid picture at (gasp) high school graduation. Figure out the things you enjoy and then go from there. This can change multiple times in life, and that is absolutely FINE.

2. A plan is only as good as its makers. If you aren’t ready to push that plan forward, figure out why and then decide whether or not you want to adjust the plan or adjust you.

3. Don’t be in a relationship with someone who does not love themselves. Likewise, love yourself. If you don’t love yourself, the only people you will attract are those who are as broken as you.

4. Respect yourself enough to stay away from situations where you feel uncomfortable. Set boundaries and keep them.

5. Travel. But not to run. Travel to learn about you. About the world. If you’re running, you will accomplish nothing but running further away from the world you know. And deeper into your own frustrations.

6. Try to smile and stay positive as much as you can. No one likes a negative person or one who constantly complains about life. Don’t be surprised when people don’t want to be around negativity.

7. Things that make you unhappy are in your control. Either choose to keep those things which make you unhappy in your life, or get them the hell out.

8. Find. Your. Niche. The rest will come.

9. You are only as good as the company you keep. For reals. (Although this one took me a super long time to learn.)

10. Tell the people you love that you love them, often. And hold tight to those people.

11. Be kind to animals and all other living things. (Note: I have always been kind, now I am just more compassionate.)

12. School is important, but those lessons you learn in life are equally, if not more, important. So, be a student of the world.

13. Write often. About whatever you want. Just write. (And please don’t think of it as a school assignment, because really, who enjoys writing those?)

14. Don’t smoke, jackass.

15. Eating to feel better only works until you’re stuffed. Then, you are full and still sad/angry/mad/happy.

16. Work out. Consistently. And, don’t take diet pills to lose weight.

17. Respect your body.

18. Respect your mind.

19. Practice being mindful and grateful everyday. You are lucky, lucky, lucky.

20. Don’t pretend to me impenetrable. Or perfect. Everyone has faults. Everyone has weaknesses. And it is OK to ask for help and to receive help.

21. Let go of the preconceived notions of what being an adult is. You don’t have to be married at 28. Have kids at 30. It’s OK to not follow a rigid schedule. Or even have one.

22. Say “yes” to more things in life.

23. Save money. For real.

24. Step out of your comfort zone. Regularly.

25. Don’t let negative comments from others ruin your day. Those ugly moments come from another’s issues and mire that person far more than you.

26. People have their own shit going on. Remember their reactions to you aren’t based on you necessarily, but what is going on with them.

27. Don’t take everything personally (see 26).

28. Love, but don’t love blindly.

29. Everything happens exactly as it should. It is a part of you, a part of your story. It is what shapes you into the person you are today. Don’t fight it.

30. You don’t have to be like everyone else.

31Appreciate the beauty of the world around you.

32. You don’t have to make a lot of money to be successful. Happiness is a measure of success with as much value (and more in my opinion) than the green in your pocket. Although, yes, you still should have a savings account. But, that’s just for airfare and starting  exciting new stories in far off lands.

33. Ask questions. Ask a lot of questions. About everything. Soak up as much knowledge as you can from every person you can soak it up from.

34. Remember, not everyone is out to get you. There is good and kindness in this world, you just have to be open to receiving it.

35. Life isn’t about living happily ever after, it’s about living.

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September 29th, 2014
Don’t live the same year 75 times and call it a life.
Robin Sharma

(Source: pureblyss)

Reblogged from Sabina Lubov ♡
September 10th, 2014

3 years ago, I stood in this exact spot during a 7-hour interview process.

3 years & a few days later, I received a rejection letter.

Monday night, i returned to a work place where I once envisioned a future, only this time, it was to host a national meeting for the job i now can’t imagine life without.

I always want to believe that when things don’t work out how i imagine, they’ll turn out for the best.

& while it is not always the case, when it comes to my current work situation, it really is.

i’ve worked retail & have many of those paychecks hanging in my closet.

i’ve stayed at a start-up company that didn’t make me truly happy or even a little bit fulfilled,

& i’ve taken jobs for paychecks knowing full well i wouldn’t enjoy one second of them.

& yet, given my past, i still trust those experiences have only made this current one that much sweeter.

Monday night brought that realization to the forefront of all my thoughts— i am so thankful for that.

September 4th, 2014
…when the alternative is fading away, the possibility of burning out gets smaller every day you decide to participate in life instead of observing it from the sidelines.

a tremendous tribute to Joan Rivers from brilliant writer Julie Klausner.

(read the entire piece here: http://www.vulture.com/m/2014/09/what-it-was-like-to-work-with-joan-rivers.html)

September 3rd, 2014
Endings are what life cheats us of. As long as a sense of the ending hovers, the story goes on. We close the book, leave the theatre, shut off the screen, and return to the world, bewildered, maybe, but still breathing.

Adam Gopnik on an anatomy of endings.

here’s to breathing.

Reblogged from The New Yorker
September 1st, 2014

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Reblogged from BROOKLYNTREE.
August 26th, 2014

Twelve Months of Memories

I can tell how much it meant to you, you’re still getting tears in your eyes,” General Manager Deb Osza remarked as I shared my experience.

One year ago, I began my role as the Public Relations and Child Nutrition Coordinator for the American Dairy Association Indiana Inc. That muggy August morning, as I walked toward my desk, I never could have imagined what would soon follow.

My first week on the job, I shadowed my boss, Jenni, and as we drove up I-69 toward a Rotary Club meeting in Munice, I asked, “Are these the kind of events you get to do on a regular basis?” Looking back, I clearly had no idea how involved my role within the company would be.

1

Over the course of 365 days, I have traveled down dirt roads I never knew existed, spoke in school classrooms filled with curious minds, attended NFL-sponsored events & sat in the stands at the “Greatest Spectacle in Racing.”

2

I’ve handed out pints of chocolate milk to those looking to Refuel after a run, watched tortoises race while children cheered, toured a food pantry large enough to fit 4 football fields, and walked toward better wellness with a great group of women.

3

I’ve been given a rare opportunity to work for 1200 dairy farming families across the state– spreading the word of nutrition in schools so often overlooked. Through Fuel Up to Play 60, I’ve listened to countless stories from concerned community supporters looking to make a corporation-wide shift toward a healthier lifestyle. With the Indianapolis Colts by our side, I’m grateful for the enthusiasm and gift of great athletes (& mascots) who support our initiative through leadership both on and off the field.

4

Whether it’s on a dairy farm, in a gymnasium, on a news set or standing on turf, no day is ever the same– it’s one of my favorite things about this industry.

5

We are constantly communicating, constantly brainstorming, and constantly activating plans to make this state, and those residing in it, aware of the benefits of dairy in diets.

6

I never realized the impact of this opportunity as the PR & Child Nutrition Coordinator until I was standing on the turf at Lucas Oil Stadium before a game. As I watched 10 of our Fuel Up to Play 60 students get introduced on the jumbotron, our beloved Colts mascot Blue came up to me for a hug, “Hi Brooke!” was all it took for it to sink in. “How did I get here?” was the question that kept resonating that Sunday, and I’m still not sure I have the right answer.

All I know is I am immensely grateful that, each and every day, I get to enter into a building splashed with milk, I get to work alongside 8 gifted individuals, and I get to spread the word of health & wellness.

Has it been a great professional year? Most definitely the best of my life.

(source: WinnersDrinkMilkBlog.com)

August 17th, 2014
on Wednesday of this past week, my parents celebrated 37 years of marriage! 
that’s thirty seven f***ing years!
as i’m quickly approaching my 30th birthday, i’ve been thinking about how much can occur in  30 year time span, and to think they’ve done that plus 7…pretty incredible.
my parents are two of my most favorite people and i am so grateful for their example. 

on Wednesday of this past week, my parents celebrated 37 years of marriage!

that’s thirty seven f***ing years!

as i’m quickly approaching my 30th birthday, i’ve been thinking about how much can occur in  30 year time span, and to think they’ve done that plus 7…pretty incredible.

my parents are two of my most favorite people and i am so grateful for their example. 

August 13th, 2014

After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
I heard the announcement:
If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
Please come to the gate immediately.

Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
Did this.

I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
Sho bit se-wee?

The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
She stopped crying.

She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,

Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
Would ride next to her—Southwest.

She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.

Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
Found out of course they had ten shared friends.

Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.

She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering
Questions.

She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
And was offering them to all the women at the gate.

To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.

And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.

And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,

With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.

And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
—has seemed apprehensive about any other person.

They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
This can still happen anywhere.

Not everything is lost.

Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.”

(Source: oliviacirce)

Reblogged from Um, can you not?
August 11th, 2014
When someone spends many decades wrestling with demons, their legacy is the life they made during those struggles & not just their final act.
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