If I have learned one thing from my statistics class so far this semester it is this: nothing in life is certain. We can try and measure probabilities for elections, whether it will rain, whether we are going to do well on a test, or whether we will get a certain job. But more often…… Continue reading What If I’m Wrong?
I started a communications class this week, and we were asked to memorize a poem. This is the one I picked. Nothing Gold Can Stay (by Robert Frost) Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden…… Continue reading Nothing Gold Can Stay
Each day I am learning many new things. I promised I will try and leave some thoughts here on the blog, even when the classwork seems to already be building up 🙂 My wise sister reminds me there is always more studying to do, so you have to stop somewhere. Today in class, one of…… Continue reading Fish Don’t Know They Are in Water
My brother was convinced growing up that if he didn’t exercise, then his body would not burn calories, and thus he would not need any food. While he realized at some point this was a lie, I still woke up at 8am this morning in Colorado after a 12-mile hike yesterday to find my brother…… Continue reading The 6th Love Language of Voss: Exercise
There isn’t an exact moment that I can remember that he switched from being my “boyfriend” to the “love of my life.” For as long as I can remember, he has always been the love of my life. I never considered that we would ever breakup, because we always treated each other like we were…… Continue reading When You Are a Family of Two
While I was in college, I was convinced that 27 was going to be my peak year. I dreamed that at 27 I would be successful (not sure doing what), fit, in love with someone, have a small group of friends and most importantly be very happy. I felt as a young 20-year-old that I…… Continue reading How I Feel at 28
It’s not easy to move. Beside the actual act of packing and moving, it’s emotionally tiring. Saying bye to coworkers and friends, not knowing the next time you will see each other again is hard. People with whom you have created a little world together. I like to trick myself into thinking it’s more like…… Continue reading Goodbye, My Dear New York Friends