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The Plan

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The last time I posted, I was celebrating a birthday. The next time I post, I’m celebrating the new year.

Yes, I know that it is twenty-nine days past the new year.

But regardless of how many days have passed, it is the new year. That means it is a new opportunity to begin anew and to recharge. Life is a continuous journey, but one with many twists and turns to change.

So, here are five ways that I wish to change. Call them New Year’s Resolutions, if you will. Or not, because calling them New Year’s Resolutions puts too much pressure. They are simply a to-do list.

1–Start my career in the social media / marketing industry. I’ve known for a long time that my passion is in social media. I love to talk to people. I love to give advice. I love to interact with the hope that I am making a difference in people’s lives.  If I can do that on a bigger scale, nothing would make me happier (well, except for my daughter of course).

2–Watch my daughter continue to grow and raise her to be a smart, beautiful toddler. She is eleven months old now and such a joy to behold, however cliche that may sound.

3–Learn, learn, learn everything there is to know about social media. I’ve been using social media for awhile but I also realize that there is still more to learn, particularly since new features and add-ons are constantly being added and implemented. I plan on using SnapChat and Quora and implementing them to continue to grow my personal brand.

4–Read books. Read more books. I love books. I’ve always loved books. I love the written word. I love curling up in bed with a deliciously good book to read.

5–Write. I want to write more. Books, stories, poems, dreams, hopes for the future. I want to write more on the human condition to try to help and motivate others.

So, that’s it. These are my plans for 2017. Comment below and tell me what you plan on doing this year!

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How She Came Into My Life

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When I was twelve years old, I came home from school to watch an episode of Boy Meets World. By then, I enjoyed watching the late afternoon & early evening shows on the Disney channel.

The episode that I watched on that particular day resonated with me. It was one of the season one episodes called, “Teacher’s Bet.” The episode discussed the concept of racism and prejudice from both the modern-day and historical. It directly examined how one incidence of prejudice affected a minor character and then we see how each of the main cast are affected by it. In the classroom, the kids learned about Anne Frank and how she was killed simply for being Jewish.

I remember being intrigued. By that point, I was a lover of books and was constantly on the quest for a good book to read. The very next day, I headed to the local public library and checked out Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl. Thus began my relationship with Anne Frank.

I resolved to learn as much as I could about Anne and that terrible, terrible period. I went back to the library and checked out all the books on the Holocaust and Anne Frank that I could carry. Over the next few weeks, I devoured those books. I was fascinated. How could this have happened? How could someone with so much potential have died simply because she was Jewish?

In Anne, I saw myself. Anne Frank was a German Jewish girl who hid out in an Amsterdam attic from the Nazis. But she was more than that. She was a writer. She was in essence a teenage girl and all the many attributes that come with that. She often wrote in her Diary that her parents didn’t understand her. She enjoyed being the center of attention. She liked to entertain & make people laugh. She was crazy about boys, as many teenage girls are. In short, she was relatable. Many people often asked me why I liked Anne Frank so much and that is my answer: I could relate to her. Through the pages of her Diary, she was like a confidant, a friend, someone I greatly admired.

I’m writing this on June 12th, the anniversary of Anne Frank’s birth. Every year, on June 12th, I think of Anne and the positive impact that she has had on my life.

Oh… and by the way, today five years ago, I joined WordPress.

 

The Meaning of Motherhood

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What does it mean to be a mom? When do you officially become a mom? Is it during the process of giving birth? Or does it happen before the birth during those nine pivotal months of growing a human being inside you? Or, do you become a mom even before the pregnancy at the moment of conception when sperm meets egg? Or does it happen days, weeks, months, even years after the birth when the child in question looks at you with her big, bright, wide eyes full of so much possibility and potential?

Before the birth of my daughter, I only knew about the concept of motherhood as a daughter. As a daughter, I had a mom who was always there for me from the moment of birth to getting accepted into the college of my choice. She was a stay-at-home mom so she was there for all the little moments. I remember going shopping with my mom, taking walks with her, and watching the soccer world cup games while eating spicy Korean ramen in the middle of the night.

Twenty-seven years, my mom gave birth to me. It was a hard labor and I was told that she nearly died. I often wonder what my childhood would have been like if she had not survived. I know that my life would have been drastically different. I would not have grown up speaking Korean and eating Korean food. I would probably have lived in a different state from the one that I grew up in. Without my mom during the most important years of my childhood, I would have a complete different set of morals and thoughts. I would have been a different person.

I’ve been thinking about my mom a lot, particularly since the birth of my daughter. Going through her birth makes me appreciate my mom even more so for the labor pains, for the growing pains (on both of our parts!), and simply being there for me. Before the birth of my daughter, I didn’t really understand what it was like to be a mom.

But now, I realize that it is in the little things. Yes, the actual process of birth plays a HUGE part in becoming a mom. But then, your life begins — your new life begins after the birth of your child. You have become a mom. You are now responsible for a human being that you helped create. That is both terrifying and awe-inspiring at the same time, causing me to do the very best I can with my child.

So, to answer the questions that I posed in the beginning of this post, I believe that being a mom is a lifelong process. You officially become one at the moment of conception and then again at the birth of the child. And then, you become a mom again each and every time you experience the little moments of your child’s life. That includes being there for your child’s first smile, first laugh, first diaper change, first cry, the first time they walk, the first time they start eating solids, the first time they go off to school, and so on. Because at each of those moments, your child will look at you and smile and you will know that it is all worth it. It is all about the little moments that happens each and everyday after you bring your child into the world.

 

Takin’ it one day at a time

So, apparently the hit Netflix show “Orange is the New Black” season 3 is going to be released this summer. I’m super excited and eager to catch up the characters that I have grown to love, such as “Crazy Eyes.” I’m glad to hear that the character Brook Soso, who was introduced in Season 2, will be returning. She’s young and she’s mixed. She reminds me of me, though I’m not nearly as talkative as she is.

I think the reason why I love “Orange is the New Black” so much is because the characters are so relatable. No, I haven’t been to jail or prison. But I feel as if the characters are being real and true to themselves. In the episodes, the women gossip, talk, dance, have sex. There are no inhibitions. Anything goes. The women aren’t pretending to be a famous actress or singer or aspiring to win the lottery.

They are real women, trying to get by. They are taking it one day at a time. And I think that is something that we can all strive to learn.

It is important to live for the moment. Life is short. Don’t waste time thinking about what could have happened. Or what will happen. Live for today and be the best that you can be.

Dreams at 26

I’m 26 years old. I am a twenty-something. I can no longer say that I am a young adult or that I’m in my early twenties. I have my feet solidly in my twenties. I look back to those angsty teenage years and those rocky early twenties, and I am filled with awe and wonder. Where has all the time gone? Have I changed? Who have I become?

I’m at the point in my life when I can still remember those early years and still be able to look forward to what is coming next. I remember the day that I turned 10 and how super excited I was to finally be in the double digits. I remember turning 13, excited about changes and middle school.

And then I remember turning eighteen, excited about high school graduation and the college years. Eighteen signified adulthood, independence, voting rights, and college. Eighteen was the magic number, sandwiched between the awkward teen years and impending adulthood.

Turning twenty was another momentous event. It marks the end of adolescence and the official beginning of adulthood. I could finally say that I was in my twenties. I was no longer a child. I could finally start to make my mark on the world. Even at twenty, I was still filled with dreams. I wanted to join the Peace Corps and help people. I wanted to help people better themselves.

Even now, at 26, that desire hasn’t changed. I’d like to go forward with my degree and work for a non-profit organization. If I can make a positive impact on even one person’s life, then I would be immensely satisfied. I want work that is meaningful and life changing. I realize that I am just a small piece in the puzzle of the world. But even that small piece can do something big and wonderful. That small piece can change the world.

I’m older and I’d like to think that I am wiser now. But I am still filled with the same idealizations and dreams that I had when I was twenty. And I’m okay with that. I am a dreamer, but I am also a fixer.

Life Lessons

I am 26 years old and I go to college online. Going for my Bachelor’s degree has been a long, emotional, often treacherous journey and I am excited that it is coming to an end soon. Right now, I have only five more courses to take until I graduate. Until I’m done. Until I can stand up, immensely proud, and tell myself that I have a college degree.

I started college the traditional route, when I was eighteen years old. I attended a small liberal arts university for two years. My goal was to major in English. But then, I took a few language courses…. in German. I fell in love with the German language. I fell in love with the ridiculous sentence structure and harsh sounding words.

But, as with all things, life happened. Seven years ago, my mother passed away.

The death of a parent is so unspeakable. It was a pain that I never before experienced. It was shocking, gut wrenching, painstakingly hard to think, to know, that the person who is the reason for my being alive no longer exists.

But time really does help to heal all wounds, however cliché that saying may be. I moved on. It no longer hurts as much to think about that small, but emotionally impacting, moment in time. Don’t get me wrong, the anniversary of her death, holidays, and her birthday are hard. Sometimes I still think of the what ifs: what if she was still alive? What would we be doing? What if things had turned out differently? What if?

But there’s no point, no good, in torturing myself with the what ifs. Nothing can change the past. The only thing that I can do is live in the moment and be the best person I can be. By doing that, I will make the future just a little bit better.

My future involves me getting a college degree. It took me seven years. But I don’t think of those years as a waste. Instead, it will mean that the end result will be that much sweeter. And that is something I can wait even a lifetime for.

I will receive a B.A. in Communications. But to me that is really a B.A. in life. College changes people. In my case, it’s changed me to become more driven, humble, kind, and appreciative of life.

So, those of you in college, or those taking a little break, take a moment and appreciate the little things. Enjoy the college experience. Enjoy life. Enjoy the people you love. And just know that the end result is something to work hard for.