I can’t but help join my Influence roommate Bailey in her September blogging initiative. If you haven’t heard of the Blogtember Challenge, you need to head over to her blog, read about it, write your own posts, and link up!
As those of you who have long read here can attest, I haven’t been writing here often, so I thought joining Bailey this month would not only rebuild my blogging routine, but instigate some creativity as well.
For those of you who are new here, let me introduce myself:
I’ve been blogging since October 2007, after seeing a URL that included “blogspot.com,” googling that, and discovering Blogger. I wrote short posts on faith, writing under my middle name for privacy’s sake.
In 2009, I started What She Saw, although it wouldn’t be WSS until nearly three full years later. It was, and still is, a place for me to share writing I loved and to practice my own. WSS has also served as the home of 31 Days of Writing (as well as two other 31 Days series, and tentatively a fourth, to come this October) as well as the foundation for my ebook, The Unfurling, which released in November 2013.
In the midst of all this blogging, I emerged from Grand Valley State University with a B.A. in hand in the spring of 2012. It was in English and history, so naturally I started working at Forever 21 four months after graduation and then went into finance a year later. It makes sense if you don’t think about it.
I am a native Mitteneer (my term for people from Michigan) and was born and raised in metro Detroit, where I still live. I love it here. The Detroit suburbs sprawl for miles and across three counties, making it feel like one giant city instead of a puzzle of many small ones. There’s a neat grid of roads and a network of highways to facilitate traffic and it doesn’t feel like home to me unless there’s a plane flying overhead, to or from Detroit Metro Airport in Romulus, not far from where I grew up.
The population of the Mitten State spends most of its time wearing theirs. It can get bitterly cold here, not helped on the west side by lake effect. When I lived in Grand Rapids, we had fierce winds and huge snowfalls. In Detroit, this is minimized because the weather has the width of the state to calm down a little.
But when we take our mittens off, waking with the springtime, it gets astoundingly hot. Michigan is hot and humid in the summer, occasionally poking into the hundreds. I prefer this Michigan; I’m happiest when it’s in the eighties or nineties and sunny outside. It’s the tropical blood in me, I think.
If Michigan is the home I know, Honduras is the home I don’t. My parents met in San Pedro Sula taking a grad class through the University of Alabama while they were teaching on different campuses of the same international school. (Roll tide!) They married the next summer and moved to the States the year after that. My mom’s family still lives there, and my parents have taken my brother and I back a few times to visit.
Whether I inherited my love of travel from my father or these trips to Honduras, I come by it naturally. My parents were incredibly supportive of my jaunts abroad, and my first trip out of the country without them was to France when I was 14. Most recently, I went to Jamaica with the youth group from my church, with whom I’ve been working since last October. I have a blast hanging out with them each week, and starting this fall, I’ll be leading a small group of freshman girls.
I narrow my eyes when I think.
I’m a talkative introvert.
My favorite color is orange.
Now tell me about you!