One Sunrise and Sunset at a Time.


Recognize this picture? It's the background picture of this blog. I figured if I had to start somewhere, this would be it.

I took this picture when I was on an early morning flight from Athens to Frankfurt. I had just spent a week with my good friends Eleni and Stephanie right outside Athens. It was one of those weeks where I didn't realize the impact it had on me until I left. I was staying with two women who spoke fluent Greek. I spoke none. I realized that even though I could have probably gotten by with speaking English, I was now at the mercy of my friends. Being the control freak I am, I had to adjust.

And admittedly, I was a brat about it.

I thought that my week would be full of sightseeing, laying on the beach, and "locals" showing me around the area. ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME was the only thing that went though my head. What did we do instead? Sleep in to all hours of the day, get coffee and chat about life. Is this how I envisioned my vacation of seeing really old rocks and swimming in the ocean? Not in the least. Did I get frustrated that I had spent all this money to sit around and sleep in? Oh my word, yes. Was this totally ridiculous-Kelly Kelly being self-centered and annoying? Even more so.

It took me getting on this plane to realize how humbled this trip made me feel. How much I realize that I was not the center of the universe and things don't always go my way. Not that I feel like I am super self-centered or the center of the universe, I actually feel like I am pretty go with the flow, but this trip taught me what it was to be


Humbled that I couldn't go out without my friends, that I was locked out of their apartment because I literally couldn't figure out the to use the key and the lock together, that all of their friends understood me, but I couldn't understand them. My life was out of my control for that week, and that was....wait for it.....


The world didn't end and I was no worse for the wear. In fact, I had changed. I had remembered what it was like to explore, not be in control of every.single.aspect of my life, and just


This picture signifies the end of an amazing trip and the beginning of the journey of the last months. I was a blubbering crying mess on the plane because I realized that not only would I miss my friends, but I would miss the pace that life was for the last week.

When I got back home, I began to dream outside the world of my every day life. Sort out what was most important to me and what I wanted my life to be.

So here I am. Five months later and working through the process of moving...abroad. Looking forward to taking life one sunrise and sunset at a time.