Thursday, June 21, 2018

Mountaintops


Hello Friend, 

It has been 5 years since I wrote my first and only blog. Back in 2013, I had no idea what life was about to throw at me - it's almost quite comical to read through that initial blog posting and think "Ha, kid you had no idea what you were about to go through". So, where to begin. Let's catch up and let me tell you the reason why I'm here. 

Long story short, my ambitions to become a nurse in 2013 turned to completion of a business management degree instead this past December of 2017. With a concentration in entrepreneurship, I had really no clue what I wanted to do, but I knew I wanted to do something that would change the world. Through the past 5 years, I have reconnected with my inner childhood Bri through mountain adventuring in the beautiful Rocky Mountains. For those who have never had the pleasure to visit Laramie, WY and the surrounding areas, you know there is more here than the drunken madness I vented about back in 2013. I've learned so much about myself through simply taking the time to see what the mountains in this area, as well as the Rockies of Colorado, have to offer to those who are willing to listen. The mountains have given me my drive to be the leader of my unstoppable mission, and let me tell you, I'm just getting started. 

Since graduating college, let's just say, it's been a real struggle. I am blessed with an amazing boyfriend, Josh, and I am currently employed (yay!), which is something I'm very blessed about because I picked the job up 3 days after graduating, but I am not happy with what I'm doing. Through life, people have always emphasized a career that will make you happy - did I listen? No. Sadly, I think I was just trying to keep up with the status quo of most everyone in my life around me. And that is the real reason the journey since graduating has been the hardest is because I've had to learn that when you don't live for yourself, you get caught up in situations like mine. When I graduated, I was raised and thought I was to gain employment in an area that had to be professional and show a promising pay amount. However, now, I've realized the key to a fulfilling career and life is to find what makes you happy in both aspects. And sometimes that means disagreeing with your loved ones about your choices and essentially the way you may have been raised. This is all okay and we all must know that. (So, I shall write it here because while I sound encouraging, I need this reminder too almost every day.)

While I've been vague in what HAS happened, I am excited to write in more detail in the days to come for what IS going to happen. What is that specifically? I'm not sure – but I know it has to do with mountain adventures and bringing value to the world. I’m very excited to have you along on this journey with me!

We will touch base soon again – I promise to not go another 5 years. 😊

-B



Wednesday, December 25, 2013

An Ocean of Questions


Some may think that writing, typing, or a simple expression of words can be such a negative sign of weakness. Yet we are always prompted by this current society to always express how we feel. To me, it seems like such a contradicting type of measure to put on a young adult who has been rushed into the hussle and bussle of University life, questioning who she is everyday.

Though I don't write, due to my horrible handwriting after a period of time, the next step closer to my expression of life has to be a blog. This isn't intended for an attention seeking opportunity, as I don't mind if someone sees my blog, or if no one ever sees it. If I were here for the attention, I would simply refer to Facebook.

So, where to start? I am simply a young lady that lives in a hurricane of mixed emotions on a daily basis that is blessed to have such an over protective father that wants the easy way for his only daughter, a mom that sees both sides to life, and a boyfriend that does have more positive qualities than negative, but some days can irk me to no end. Either way, I wouldn't change that part of my life for anything because I've been truly blessed.

However, friends... or shall I say "friends". I can walk down a street in Cheyenne, and usually see at least one person I know, but do they really know me? It used to be I would welcome any random stranger into my life to help give them strength, advice, sympathy, and that was how I built some of my friendships. Other friendships I made through cheerleading, or through my dad's office building. I can safely say I met people from all different walks of life, and they all proved to be the same. Once they were done with me, they deserted me.

I live currently as a college freshman in a drunken town of almost complete screw ups, and if they aren't complete, they're the few that persevere through their own self happiness and faith to somehow conquer a successful college undergrad. I don't necessarily "fit" into a group here, which is weird to me. I have a total of 4 friends, however one is my roommate and so I don't know how fair it is to add her into the mix. I'm in a class with the highest pre-nursing accepted applicants, so they competition is high as I fall behind after receiving a hard earned 2.0 GPA. To be honest it's quite pathetic that I am doing so poorly because I know some known alcoholics who are doing way better than me. Such is another concept to throw onto the pile of uncertainty.

Through this pile of uncertain ideas, concepts, ideas, and worries I find myself finding inner strength for one common goal, and that goal unfortunately is unacceptable to my father. I would hate to break the bond again due to some "silly" idea, however, when ones well being is screaming "MOVE TO COLORADO", I cant help but to pay attention.

Right now we're 8 month out from my first real deadline. Everyday I am always gaining knowledge to better prepare myself for what this goal is going to take, and it's not going to be easy. But maybe through this blog, you, if there is a reader, both of us can learn how uncertainty can sometimes lead to good things, rather than the road to continued solitude.

-B