One Final Blog

Well, a lot has happened since I last wrote one of these all the way back in January. I left off saying that my plan for the remainder of the fellowship was to dive into the unknown. Little did I know how much of my fellowship would be the unknown. Back then, Corona Virus was just something we heard going on in China, we still did not know if it would make its way to the US. Of course, we all know that COVID-19 made its way to the US and completely changed everything about our way of life. For me, that meant my students at Rider were sent to their homes to finish the semester and Saint Ann’s limiting the number of people in the physical office. So I went back home to PA and began figuring out how to be a Campus Minister from my home. 

It became completely unknown; I had no idea what my days would look like or what of the events we had planned would be able to continue. I found my students were overwhelmed, much like myself at times. I quickly realized that trying to hold the events we had planned virtually would not be to the benefit of the students, so we switched to focus on doing a simple 15-minute prayer session once a week. These prayer sessions allowed the students to actively bring their faith into the current world without overwhelming any more than they already were. In the end, it was not the ideal situation, but we made it work and the students seemed to really enjoy the programming.

One really sad part of the pandemic was moving home to PA and no longer living with Q and Cat. One of my favorite parts of the fellowship was the community I had with these ladies. I miss seeing them every day, but we came up with a pretty good system. We decided to have dedicated community time each week. We took turns planning the time, one time it was watching a movie, a craft, a conversation about faith, or sharing a meal over FaceTime! It was not the ideal situation either, but I am grateful for it. Leaving this fellowship, we have already had practice in keeping our community going at a distance. I know that when I move up to Boston (don’t worry I’ll tell you about that in a minute) and Cat and Q are in different areas of Jersey that these two ladies and I will be able to keep our community going. 

I also began looking towards next year, both for Rider and myself. With Rider, I was able to help get strong leaders in place for the club. I then worked with the students to create a new constitution for Catholic Campus Ministry. I also got to help the students begin their conversation about plans for next year and then the greater joy sitting back and listening to their ideas and seeing their visions of the club. I am so excited for the future of this organization. I only wish I could spend one more year to see these students blossom, but I also know that God is calling for a new person to help them on their journey. All I can say is that person is beyond blessed.

So where will I be next year?? Any guesses?? Well, I told you up above, I will be moving to Boston so that’s a hint!! Ok, I’ll tell you! I am going to Boston College! I am enrolled in their dual degree program pursuing an MA in Theology and Ministry and an MA in Mental Health Counseling. Going into this year I was pretty sure I wanted to pursue a career in ministry, and this year confirmed that for me. It also told me that my passion for mental health was really a call for a vocation. I am meant to be helping people. Right now I envision my vocation working on a college campus serving both as a campus minister and guiding students in their faith but also in the personal counselor role helping them with mental health because so many college students struggle with this. I currently have only found one person serving in a dual role like this, and guess what, he is at BC, so I will hopefully meet him and get to know what his job is like! I am excited to head up to BC and continue the growth I have had with the fellowship this year.

I am so thankful to have done the FaithJustice Fellowship. This position has pushed and challenged me in the best of ways, but at the same time has brought so many blessings and moments of joy. I want to thank Steph, Mare, and Maggie and the rest of the CFJ community for guiding me through this year. I will not say goodbye because I know I am in the vortex, this is most definitely a see you later. Thank you all for reading and following along this year.

Thank you FJF by Cat

Hey there! Long time no talk! A lot has happened since my last post. Since we last chatted, I applied to and was accepted to Rutgers University School of Social Work and will be working towards attaining my MSW in September. I’ve experienced, and so far survived, my first ever global pandemic. I’ve navigated working from home, and coming to terms with the fact that this is not at all how I expected this fellowship to end. That all being said, sit back and relax as I try and put this whole experience into words. 

Let’s go all the way back to January 2019 when I said yes to the FaithJustice Fellowship. Did I know what I was getting myself into? Not really. Was I scared, nervous, and excited all at the same time? Yes. Did I know how much I would grow from this year? Not even close! Did I know it was the right choice, and that I would be supported in every step I took. Of course! 

Fast forward to August when I moved in and had my first real conversation with Q. We had met before, but had never had a conversation deeper than surface level. A few weeks later Karalyn joined us and we started building our community. Did I know how close we would become and how hard it would be to say goodbye? Not really. Did I know we would all grow and learn from each other? Yes. Did I know our time with Karalyn would be cut short because of COVID-19? Not even close! Did we make the best of the situation? Of course!

Then I started my professional journey working with CFJ, and “NeXt Level Coordinator” became a part of my identity.  Did I know how many professional and personal skills I would gain and strengthen? Not really. Did I know I was going to be challenged? Yes. Did I know much I would be challenged and that looking back on it I appreciate every challenge I faced? Not even close! Did I know I would have the support of the CFJ staff in every challenge I faced? Of course!

As I sit here and try to wrap up this experience, there are two words that keep popping into my head: “thank you.” 

Thank you to the CFJ staff for taking a chance and believing in me enough to offer me the position of NeXt Level Coordinator, and for the countless opportunities this year has provided me. 

Thank you to Maggie for all of your support, guidance, and mentoring. You have challenged me in the best ways and always been there to help me through the rough patches. 

Thank you to Q and Karalyn for being the best community, the hundreds of laughs, the memories I’ll never forget, for reminding me to do my dishes, and being the only people that could’ve helped me survive this year.

Thank you God for putting all these incredible people in my life, and thank you for giving me the strength I need to go out and change the world!  

While I’m still not sure exactly what my future holds, I do know that whatever I end up doing will be something that puts my faith in action, and that’s thanks to CFJ!

God’s Plan by Q

Salutations Family & Friends,

As you can tell by the title of this post this is going to be a deep one. So prepare yourself,  grab your tea, coffee, espresso (if that’s your thing)  because you’re going to be here for a while, but as always it’s going to be worth it. So in my last post, I started to share details with you about my journey applying to Graduate School at Montclair State University. Then the Holy Spirit led me on a journey to talk about my writing process, which led to a tangent about closets and ended with healing  (if you did not read it-  Go back!).  

Once I willingly started to unpack my “closet” by acknowledging that I needed to stop and heal- my mind became more clear and so did my intentions, of applying to Grad School. Through the month of January I was consistently (yet struggled) to complete my personal statement for  Public & Organizational Relations. I enlisted the help of seasoned professionals at my service site (Catholic Charities Diocese of Trenton). They eagerly listened to my rants about the necessity of connection and flow,  provided me with insight on the importance of  Leadership in an Executive position, and even edited several versions of my statement. If you’re reading this – Thank you!

 February came around and my thoughts were finally connecting. Then I received the news that a former educator of mine entered into eternal life. Stunned by his unexpected departure,  I began reflecting on our journey together, (which provided lots of laughs). When the day arrived for me to pay my respects to his family, and bid my farewells to his mortal body. I spent a portion of the morning traveling on the Riverline,  immersed in profound thoughts and memories of my education.

Here is a brief summary of my encounter…..

“I found myself surrounded by educators and former classmates, as we gathered in attendance to celebrate the life of a former educator.  I sat among them listening to the stories of his childhood, and reminiscing on profound encounters of his character. Such memories made me smile in the presence of mortality.

We collectively depicted that his devotion to the vocation of education proceeded beyond the classroom. The passion he displayed to his students was the same flame, he used to ignite the wick of knowledge, in everyone he encountered. At that very moment, I realized that I too carried that same flame. For so long, I saw my life through the perceived thoughts of others.  I viewed myself as just “the girl who lived in the projects” who carried the weight of her family on her shoulders, hoping that one day she would receive her NBA opportunity, and make it out.

However, it was through the assistance of past and present educators, that I am now able to reframe my narrative. Seeing myself as the one who redefined the odds, the one who struggled academically, and despite the presence of poverty, and mass incarceration,  persisted and became a first-generation college student and graduate. I am the one who moved on to break barriers by pursuing a year of service, not just because “I was served and wanted to serve others” as an investment, but because I want to learn how to make service my lifestyle. I am the girl who refuses to be the only one who can and will make a difference in and with my life. This is why I am interested in pursuing a Master’s degree in Educational Leadership with a concentration in Higher Education.”

Yup!  you read that right, Educational Leadership with a concentration in Higher Education. Which is now Higher Education. I know that was a  major shift, that’s exactly how I felt when I decided to follow the lead of the Holy Spirit, and “do something crazy”, by pursuing this degree.  So here I am, mid-February – mid-March, applying for two master’s programs at the same time!  Stay with me because this is where the title of my blog post is revealed.

I submitted my application for Public & Organization Relations on March 10th. I was contacted by the program coordinator on March 25th,to schedule an interview, to discuss my potential acceptance into the program. On April 2nd, the interview was conducted, and on April 4th,I found out I was accepted into the program (Wait!-Hold your applause). On Thursday, March 26th, I submitted my application for Higher Education. On Monday, March 30th,I found out I was accepted into the program! (With no interview)!!!!!. Just in case you’re wondering, Yes, I cried, Sat in awe of God’s goodness, said Thank you,  and then called my Mama!  [Mom if you’re reading this, Hey Girl!- Love You!]

If I can pause and reflect for a moment,

I can recall a moment at the beginning of my journey with CFJ.  I had just finished my summer of LeaderWorX and entered into my new role as a Fellow. Unsure of what my next would be, I operated in hope and prayed for options. Fast-forwarding to 8 months later. Now I have those options,  options that I could have never fathom for myself.  Yet – they were apart of God’s plan all along!  (But wait) He wasn’t done- After I accepted my offer into the Higher Education program, I started my search for Graduate Assistantships. That’s another great encounter- but long story short I submitted my cover letter and resume, on Saturday, April 25th, and was contacted by the program Chair for an interview the next day. On Thursday, April 30th, the interview was conducted and an offer to assume the position of a Graduate Research Assistant for Educational Leadership was extended,  (Yes, (During the interview!!!!!).

I am living proof that God is _ -whatever you need Him to be! For He will never Lead you & leave you! 

“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. In those days when you pray, I will listen. If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me. I will be found by you,” says the Lord……” – Jeremiah 29:11-14

& Yes, I accepted!

When Plans Change by Q

When Plans Change!

Salutations, Family & Friends!

Remember the last time we met I told you that my abrupt leave of absence from our luxurious conversations was worth it? ….No?  It’s okay, keep reading and you will find out why!

As you may and or may not know from reading my fellowship bio. I was very adamant about pursuing my Master’s Degree in Public & Organization Relations at Montclaire State University. So adamant that I told people “IN- FAITH” that I was attending in the fall. The problem was I hadn’t even started my application yet! So……. I took a leave of absence to apply to Graduate School! 

I wish I could tell you it was EASY… but everyone around me especially those whom I enlisted for help, would tell you that it was a lie! My thought process began in November, and continued till January! Yes, I spent two months thinking about and drafting, what I would write about. Now before you start judging me, Yes! I know that many would classify that as “Procrastination”  (“the action of delaying or postponing something” ). Here’s the deal my application had no deadline. My particular program accepted applications upon rolling admissions. This means in short, I can apply whenever, as long as it is before the start of my intended enrollment period.  Now I also know your thinking, so why didn’t you just “do it” and get it out of the way! I am sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not perfect! & neither is my writing process.

As a writer, the most important step in writing anything is to tell yourself the story first. Within this process, one has to have a conversation with themself, about themself. (If that was a lot I am simply saying )“Having a talk with yourself, about yourself”.

In this process, things get messy, because you have to re-live certain moments that brought you joy and pain. I can’t help but think about a closet. Have you ever threw something in the closet as a means of “getting it out of the way”?  To make room for something else,  and or just to make the room look cleaner? …. I know you have! 

Take it in! (Go ahead- reminisce- maybe even throw a little something in the closet, if that’s your thing)…. At that moment it makes you feel good! But what happens when you’re looking for that one thing you can’t seem to find anywhere. Then the Holy Spirit reminds you, that you put it in the closet! Can’t relate? Okay, What about this one, & Raise your hand if this is you! Have you ever sent someone to get something from your room and or closet and to them it looks like a chaotic mess, but you tell them and yourself “You have a System”- No? Just me? … Okay.

The point that I am trying to make here is that writing is both messy yet beautiful.

Although we have a system, there comes a time where the closet (our minds) become so cluttered and dare say,  disoriented that we must take time to, Stop!  Pull things out, Donate, Reorganize, and Heal.  

* Stay tuned for the full update on My Journey to Grad school! * & Remember….

 Live in Your Purpose, Not in Your Pain. – Q

“New Year: New Lessons” by Q

Salutations Family & Friends, 

I know that you have probably heard this a million times already but just in case you did not,  Hanukkah Sameach! (Happy Hanukkah), Merry Christmas! & Happy New Year! If you are new to the Center for FaithJustice community, my name is Quawntashea, but you can call me “Q”. Here is where you will find personal monthly updates of my journey as I pursue a year of service with CFJ, flourish in my faith, and conquer this thing we call adulting. To my returning readers welcome back,  and thank you for your support. 

Now let’s get into it!  As you may or may not know I am a very spontaneous person. If the objective and mission resonate with me, and I have a sense of peace in the pursuit of something, I am going to do it! Story Time: So I woke up New Year’s Day after bringing the new decade in at Change Church, the night before, and had a spontaneous thought to travel back to South Jersey to have dinner with my extended family. My journey began at 11 am with an extended walk to the riverine train station. A 1.5 train ride to Camden, NJ. About a 1.5 delay in Camden to take the 410 bus to Bridgeton. I finally arrived at my aunt’s house around 3:30 pm. When I walked into the door and greeted my loved ones, I instantly felt like I was home again.  What does home feel like, you ask? Allow me to indulge for a brief moment; in the pots on my aunt Phillis stove resided; Chitlins(NOT a fan), Fried Chicken, Collard Greens, White Rice, Black-eye-Peas, Potato salad, and Cornbread.

Now, don’t get me wrong being in the presence of my aunts, uncles, and cousins was a gift,  but gathering becomes something truly special when you share a meal that has the power to temporally heal any sorrow. Our brief gathering reiterated my faint notion that the decision I made that morning was so worth it, because it provided me with a gift far more valuable and fulfilling than the pots on the stove, and that very thing was time. 

Just when I thought my week was fulfilled, I received a text from a good friend of mine, confirming our ladies’ night! Anytime I have the opportunity to reconnect with friends I take it because time is precious. My time was now dedicated to my college friend Katie B, who too was pursuing a year of service, except through the Jesuit Volunteer Core.  Her placement for the year was in Kansas City, Missouri. We could not wait to catch up and swap service stories, experiences, and to talk about the fact that the last time I saw her was days after we graduated college and now she was ENGAGED!  Typically during our conversations, Katie often refers to me as the “deep one”, but unbeknownst of the magnitude of the words that she shared, Katie illuminated three valuable principles that I consider to be life lessons;

  • Value your position. 
  • Value your work. 
  • Value the power of people and their presence. 

Moments before the lesson Katie handed me an envelope, and a tiny drawstring fabric bag. She cautioned me to read the note before looking into the bag and there on that 4 X 8 card displayed affirming words tailored to my life. While the fabric bag contained bobby pins with beautiful flowers attached to them.

Flashing back to that moment as I was reading her affirming words, my outward expression ceased when my eyes became fixated on the words “Will you please be my bridesmaid”? In case your wondering,  Yes I lost it! Made a couple of facetime calls & of course said, Yes! 


*I guess those long nights and cups of coffee finally paid off

Choose Peace & Purpose- Q 

“ADVENTure” by Cat

When I think of Advent, 3 things come to mind: the Advent Wreath finding its way out of the attic and onto my kitchen table, singing “Oh Come Oh Come Emmanuel” each night as we lit the candles before dinner, and fighting with my brother over who got to read that night’s page from “30 Days with Mary and Joseph” by Jo Glen. 

For most of my life Advent was a routine. I went through the motions of reading the reflections each night, lighting the candles, and waiting for Christ to arrive on Christmas. Maggie has shared with me multiple times that Advent is her favorite Liturgical Season, and I want to know why. That’s why this year, I am determined to exchange my Advent routine for an ADVENTure. Martha coined this term in her Soup and Psalms reflection for the first week of Advent, and it has stuck with me ever since. Being that “Advent” is two thirds of the word “adventure” it only makes sense to trade in my passive waiting and buckle up for the ride.  

We live in a world where today’s youth are past patiently waiting for adults to take action, so they are taking matters into their own hands. Just look at Greta Thunberg with her climate strikes, and the students from Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School that organized the March for Our Lives, and even the NeXt Level youth that I’m working with from parishes across New Jersey who are doing the same kinds of things. Christ is truly alive in the hearts of all of these individuals, and whether they know it or not, they are listening to the call of Christ in their hearts. 

With these youth as a model, I find myself asking what is Christ speaking in my heart this Advent? Well I don’t know for sure, but recently I have had numerous conversations with various people about “meeting people where they are.” That is, the idea that everyone is going through something, and if we just take some time and put ourselves into someone else’s shoes for a while we might see things differently. Now what this means for me and my ADVENTure, I’m still not sure. However, as I am thinking about my next steps and applying to grad school I know that this has something to do with why I want to get my MSW.  I’m still not sure what comes after I get my degree but thats and ADVENTure for another time. 

Christmas is a celebration of Christ coming into the world yes, but dare I say more importantly a time for us to recognize Christ being born in each of us. While Advent is a time of waiting, it is also a time of preparation. Preparing for Christ’s birth, and figuring out what the heck you’re going to do once he gets here. So I leave you with just that. What are you going to do to deepen your relationship with the Christ being born inside of you?

“I’m Waiting…” by Karalyn

Advent is often referred to as a season of waiting. For those of you that know me, you know I am a huge Father Mike Schmitz fan. I watch his videos often, and I regularly use them with my college students. In his video, “Waiting for Christmas”, Fr. Mike talks about what is really meant by a season of waiting. He describes the difference between passive, active, and receptive waiting. He says that “Christian Waiting is receptive”. It is an interactive waiting. God is always present around us, and while we are always waiting for him to do work in our lives, we also must prepare and constantly keep moving. Then, when we find God in our lives, or when we experience what we at CFJ like to call Holy Spirit moments, we need to act. That is what receptive waiting is, constantly waiting but never hesitating to act.

In my position as the Catholic Campus Minister at Rider University, I am constantly in a state of receptive waiting when it comes to the students I work with. I listen for what type of programs the students want, and then I try to provide them with those programs. I take action by planning them, and then I go back into waiting when it is time for the program to happen. I wait to see how many students show up, how the event goes, and what the students’ reactions are. I take action by inviting students to get coffee with me, and then eagerly wait to see if they will say yes or no, and if the answer is no try to figure out a way another way that I can build a relationship and connect with that student. In every task I do as a campus minister there is some sort of waiting.

There is also this sense of receptive waiting when it comes to making my plans for next year. I am currently in the process of applying to graduate schools. I am actively writing personal statements, preparing for the GREs, reaching out to past professors and campus ministers looking for recommendation letters, but I do not currently know what I will be doing next year. In that sense, I am waiting to find all of my options and to then discern what is best for me. I am waiting to see what my future holds while taking action to try and find what options I have to choose from.

This past Monday, Q, Cat, and I went to see Frozen 2 as our community outing for December. The first thing, if you have not seen Frozen 2, what are you waiting for, go! The second thing, I took away two lessons on how I can get better at receptive waiting. The first was from Olaf, the loveable and goofy snowman. As everything is going wrong in the Kingdom of Arendelle, Olaf is seen letting kids stick gems and ice crystals onto his body mimicking jewelry. He simply looks up as says “We call this controlling what you can when things are out of control”. This is what I believe to be the true definition of receptive waiting. Waiting by definition means you are at least somewhat out of control, but you still take action to do what you can. This applies to both receptive waiting in faith and my fellowship. I cannot control God or my students, but I can still control the actions I take. The second moment was a song that Anna sings, called “The Next Right Thing”. In this song Anna is at a loss of how to solve all of the problems she is facing, so she recalls advice from one of the trolls, “When it seems like there is no future, you must do the next right thing.” This is what makes the difference between passive waiting and active waiting which ultimately leads to receptive waiting. With waiting you do not know the outcome, but when you are actively waiting you determine the next right thing and do it. That is what this fellowship is. When I started both the youth ministry program and the campus ministry program at Rider were non-existent. I had no idea where to start

or what the programs were going to look like but I began to do the next best thing, and slowly the programs began to take shape and my waiting to see the final product began.

So as advent is a time of receptive waiting, so is my year as a FaithJustice Fellow. I am constantly looking for the next best thing, listening to my students and co-workers to determine what that thing is. I am controlling what I can while waiting to see what happens with the things that are out of my control. I am looking for where the Holy Spirit is leading me with regards to my ministries, and my plans for next year. Advent is a church season where we are reminded of our call to this receptive, or Christian waiting, and my fellowship is filled with Christian waiting.

“Advent???…” by Q

Salutations Friends,

It’s December! and you know what that means …it’s advent season! Now before we venture off on our holiday plans let me first do a quick recap for November and say, Happy Birthday, Congratulations (newly-weds) and Happy Thanksgiving! If you are new to my section of the CFJ Fellowship blog, Welcome!! My name is Quawntashea – but you can call me “Q”. Here is where you will find monthly updates on my journey as I pursue a year of service with the Center for FaithJustice. While I navigate life, or as I like to refer to it as (adulting). As I simultaneously encounter, develop, and become a new version of myself. If you are a returning reader Welcome Back! & Thank you for your support.

As I mentioned previously, it is advent season, and if I am honest I have no idea what that means! Yet like many things in my life I am willing to embark on a journey, to fully discover the meaning and purpose of such a prominent season. So here is what I have discovered through research, according to the Merriam- Webster dictionary the term “Advent” is defined as ” the period beginning four Sundays before Christmas and observed by some Christians as a season of prayer and fasting”. Advent can also be defined as “the arrival or coming of something or someone.” This week during the reflective portion Soup & Psalms, Psalmist Martha Dudich equated advent to be an “adventure” where we recount the journey of the birth of our savior Jesus Christ. That term “adventure” aligned and illuminated my mind to think of the advent season as a personal journey. A time where I intentionally seek the creator not necessarily for answers, but for an intimate and profound relationship.

One way I can perceive this desire to manifest in my reality is through my fellowship. This year, on September 3, during my devotional time with God. I told him that I would seek to see him in my everyday life. For those who are unfamiliar with my language, I am simply saying that I will make it my responsibility to take time out of my “not so busy schedule” and observe his scenery. I have noticed that when I follow through on my promise, when unplug, talk to strangers, walking to or from my service site, reading a good book, or even reconnect with friends and family. I sense and feel God more intimately.

This month I am going to end this blog post with a challenge.

Challenge: I challenge you to ask yourself and your creator what can you do to grow intimately in your relationship this advent season.

Leave a comment below of your intention so that I can join you in prayer as we encounter, develop, and become new versions of ourselves.

P.S- Remember to live out your purpose not in your pain.- Q

“Adult-ish” by Cat

Happy Thanksgiving y’all!! Thanksgiving is my FAVORITE holiday… I mean it’s a holiday all about giving thanks, food, and family what’s not to love. Anyway, this past month has been one full of growth, acceptance, grace and everything in between. For the first time I have stopped saying “the ‘a-word’” in reference to the word “adult” and have started referring to myself as “adult-ish.”

In the beginning of the month, Steph and I attended a conference with the Lilly Endowment in Indianapolis. Like I mentioned last time, I was petrified to be going to this conference. I thought that I had no right to be there, and shouldn’t be going. However, I now know that I was just talking myself out of the rooms I deserve to be in. I decided that Steph and Maggie must’ve seen something in me that I couldn’t see yet, and I tried to see it for myself. Once I changed my mindset, everything changed. I was the only young adult at this conference focused on youth and young adults. Because of this, there was a point of view that only I could bring to the conversation. Learning from all of these other organizations that are all working to bring youth and young adults back to the church was such an incredible experience. I am so blessed that I was able to have my first work conference be such a formative one! This was the first time this month I realized I was becoming an adult-ish.

This month has also been full of recruiting! Q and I went to the Ignatian Family Teach-In for Justice, and I went to 3 post grad service fairs at universities in Philly. In this fellowship year, I have been really trying to hone in on what it is that gives me live. Recruiting is definitely one of those things. I absolutely love sharing my story and experience of CFJ with others in hopes they will say yes to an experience of their own. Everyday I would come home from recruiting, I would be exhausted, but the good kind of exhausted. You know that exhaustion where you absolutely loved what you were doing and didn’t care how tired you would be afterwards? Yeah it was like that. However, the bags under my eyes after the lack of sleep was my second example of myself becoming an adult-ish.

Grace. This a word I’ve always heard but never fully understood. Maggie used this word to describe the fellowship to one of the students at a post grad service fair. It wasn’t until she described the fellowship as “a year of grace” that I realized how true this was. I have always been what some people would call a perfectionist. I’m a virgo, can you blame me? But I have recently realized that my perfectionism has been affecting my work. Sometimes I will be so afraid that my work won’t be perfect, that I won’t even start. You can’t fail if you never try, right? Wrong. I have decided to lean into this idea of a year of grace and accept that the only way to grow is by “failing forward.” Yet another example of how I am becoming an adult-ish.

This month has truly been a rollercoaster of adulthood but I think I’m finally strapped in and ready for the ride. However, like every good ride, there’s still that sense of fear and excitement wrapped up into one.

And in case your like me, excited and scared to become an adult… don’t fret, Natalie told me that you’re not an adult until you turn 40!

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