What Do I Miss {Blog Every Day in May}

I missed a few days of Blog Every Day in May – work, yoga, hanging out with friends (coworkers), my brother’s senior art show (he rocked it), spending time with family… all these things leave little time for blogging! I have been reading up a storm, too. This book I cannot put down (love Marian Keyes):

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Cracks in My Foundation

I’m also revisiting Naturally Thin, by Bethenny Frankel. When I first read it I was kind of critical of some of her tips, but I actually think she has some good advice, and it’s a fun read. It’s given me some good recipe ideas too.

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Anyway… onto today’s prompt:

Day 12, Sunday: What do you miss? (a person, a thing, a place, a time of your life…)

This prompt has the potential to be sad but I’m going to keep it light hearted icon smile What Do I Miss {Blog Every Day in May}

I miss college. My 5-year college reunion is coming up in less than a month (I know I have mentioned this a few times already) and I have been thinking about those four years I spent at school making friends and learning many things about life and being on my own. I’m just being nostalgic and I’m sure as soon as the reunion passes I will stop missing my alma mater. Every time we all get together (so far mainly for weddings) we have so much fun.

Speaking of school, I also miss my yoga teacher training. I did my 200-hour certification back in the fall of 2011. I made a lot of friends, but we do not keep in touch that much. They will always be my guru-bais though (guru = teacher; bai = sibling –> gurubai is what we called our fellow classmates), so I know that if I ever needed them they would be there for me, and vice versa.

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(teacher training with my gurubais)

What do you miss?

Simple Advice {Blog Every Day in May}

Day 8, Wednesday: A piece of advice you have for others. Anything at all.

I was going to go all deep and thoughtful with this post and say something like “don’t waste the time you have”, blah blah blah.

But instead I will share a simple piece of advice that I follow:

Spend 10-15 minutes in the morning or the evening cleaning and/or organizing something in your house.

First, you will be very surprised at how much this can add up over a week.

Second, you will probably end up spending more time than 10-15 minutes on this, but you might not feel like you’re doing a chore. (Then again, maybe you will. Maybe I’m just the weirdo who loves organizing.)

Because this is so short, I’m going to share another piece of advice.

Don’t assume it’s Someone Else’s Problem.

(This is actually a well-documented psychological issue.)

It doesn’t matter what the problem is: it could be the old woman who needs help bringing in her suitcases, it could be a piece of trash on the side of the street, it could be a bug in your code, it could be a small leak that will get bigger over time.

If it takes less than ten minutes or is easy for you to fix it, just fix it. Why not, right?

Why did I write this post? Because of: Blog Every Day in May.

The Things I’m Most Afraid Of {Blog Every Day in May}

To continue the Blog Every Day in May challenge, here is today’s prompt:

Day 7, Tuesday: The thing(s) you’re most afraid of.

If you had asked me, “what are you afraid of?” one year ago, my answer would have been different than it is today. And those fears would have been different from my fears two years ago, which is different from my fears three years ago, and four, and ten, and fifteen, and certainly different from twenty years ago.

When I was five, I was scared of spider webs. Not so much the spiders themselves, but the webs. To be honest, they still freak me out a little.

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(source)

At age eleven, I was scared of being weird. It was my first year going to public school (having been homeschooled my entire life up to then).

At twelve I was scared of dying. I think everyone has this fear at some point.

At fifteen, I was scared that I would never find a boyfriend. Four years later I met my future husband.

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(us at the piano, Miami, summer 2006)

At eighteen, I was scared I wouldn’t make any friends in college. Eight years later I am still friends with people that I met the very first day of school. We have our five year reunion coming up in a few weeks and I couldn’t be more excited.

At twenty I was scared of being fat, and sometimes I was even scared of certain foods. I had these fears until I was at least twenty-four. I love food, and sharing food with those I love, and making it. (I especially love macro plates.)

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At twenty-two I was scared I would never find a job I liked. I had this fear until I was twenty-five. I love my job.

I was never scared of getting married, which I did at twenty-three.

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Now…

Sometimes I am scared of getting older.

Sometimes I am scared that I will never feel exactly settled. And at the same time I am scared of settling; I am scared of staying in one place.

I am scared of obvious things, like that New York will flood again (Sandy) and my apartment will be destroyed.

I’m scared of losing the people and animals I love. Or getting an injury and not being able to practice yoga (maybe selfish, but it’s a real fear). Or what about going through life and never making your mark, never accomplishing anything?

I don’t think about fears that often. I think I’m happier when I think of all the great things in life, rather than things that may or may not happen that I really have no control of. I think all fears come down to one thing: not knowing, and not being able to control, if something bad happens to you.

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What are you scared of?