One year in Dallas, Texas

(No particular order)

Moving [back] to Texas is still a great decision

I am giving my grief the space it needs

The coronavirus is still around- Texas removed it’s mask mandate and everything is open soon after the snow melts 😳

Shipping my car to Texas was a cost effective decision

I am accepted [back] into Baylor Graduate School, degree loading and sic 'em bears

It is almost exactly 2 years since my Dad took his last breath

Despite not being in NY, I found some delicious pizza (Buffalo Bros, Eno’s, Pie Tap and this wonderful breakfast pizza)

I haven’t had a ‘traditional’ job for a year due to COVID and I’m not mad

I am pursuing my passion

My blonde hair has grown out

Psychologist coming to schools near you

I am a plant Mom of 10 and counting

My parents show up in dreams every night, I miss them terribly

Grief is still very physical- lack of appetite and nausea have been horrid

I’ve missed Buffalo a handful of times this past year

I am finding new ways to self-soothe

Yoga is empowering

Go Bills

I have expanded my definition of family

Affirmations are my jam and I stick them on my mirror

Community is vital in my healing

I love my therapist. She looks like me and relates to my journey

Rest is essential

Tacos are life

My apartment embodies my parents essence and love

I love myself and I am proud of myself for not giving up

Cheers to another year, Dallas 🥂