My Best Friend’s Wedding

View More: she is, friends! Isn’t she beautiful?! That person there, is MY best friend, not Julia Roberts’. In June, I was fortunate enough to be able to go home, spend some time with this lovely lady, AND* attend her wedding! I know! Couldn’t be better right, well sprinkle that with some wonderful family time and you could say that I had an AMAZING TRIP!View More: and this girl go wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy back- est. in 1994!! Crazy, I know! I bet she is at least a little thankful that I currently don’t have access to all of our pictures from the past. We’ve had some good times together over the years…. birthday parties, sleepovers, trips to the mall, tennis,  trips to starbucks, etc. etc. etc.  Her friendship is like the white center to my oreo cookie… the deliciousness would not be complete without both. I am so proud to say that our friendship has navigated many many paths from living across the country from each other (several times) to living across the world from each other. She is someone who inspires me (because she is a rock star) and as a best friend should, compliments my loud personality with being witty, intelligent and amazing and most of all- she makes me a better person just by being herself.

Here is the PICourney (picture journey) of the wonderful and amazing weekend of celebrating her and her amazing husband (who is also a complete rock star!).

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And last but not least… one of the best pictures that I have had the honor of taking!


Congratulations best friend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You just had your two month anniversary!!!! CRAZY!!!!

Love you like a high school girl LOVES her prada backpack…. and if she doesn’t have one, like she LOVES her sketchers!

**an extra special THANK YOU to my sister who took some pictures at the Bachelorette party- without her this picture post would not be possible!!!!!


You’ve got a friend in me

“[Friends], you can see them out on the horizon like a great wave,
its whitecaps approaching. But on the other hand is a levee
that protects us, that of the women we can call anytime,
day or night, to say “I’m drowning here.”

-Anna Quinlen
(Author of “Lots of Candles, Plenty of Cake”)

The time after college is a very conflicting time. It consists of being on your own, like college, but without the social structure in place. Without friends down the hall, without friends in the next room, without friends just ten minutes across campus. When we moved to D.C., I felt this change immensely. Making new friends was difficult- I tried going out on putting myself out there and trying new things…..”friend” dates and book clubs- after speed reading an entire novel I forgot to read, I found out its not really that NECESSARY for some groups.I was so lucky to have a job that allowed me to meet such amazing people. The complicated part of this new unfounded territory is, the search for new friends isn’t the only item on the list, a huge part of the new life is maintaining old friendships. Some people are lucky enough to have both high school and college friendships to manage and sadly, some don’t make it. Though with social media, it makes it easier to “keep up” with others lives. Press “Like” if an old friend is engaged, married, having babies, getting new jobs, having a great date, getting flowers, etc. etc. One can argue this is a shallow maintenance and in the end doesn’t count for much. Just because someone can “see friendship” doesn’t mean it is really there.

When Tyler and I left for Peace Corps, my biggest concern (and still to this day) were our relationships. I tend to hang on to people and do my best to keep in touch (not just on facebook). But two years is a really long time, especially post college. Little did I know though, I would soon meet many people from all over the country,  from different walks of live and with experiences to share that I couldn’t even imagine. I am now lucky enough to call some of these people friends. Some live close and I see them often, some a little further who I see them every couple of months and some even further than that where it has been six months between visits. But* disregarding the amount of time, we are able to bond in new ways. This experience requires support and a new type of family and friendship. Unfortunately, there are just some aspects of life here that are difficult for people at home- or even those serving in other countries- to understand. Likewise for family and friends back home, everyone is having experiences and living life, and it is more difficult to understand when someone is not there.

With all of craziness, Tyler and I have found friends that reflect the best parts of us, allow us to grow and we can count on their companionship. I have heard people ask, what will we talk about when we don’t have Peace Corps? It may be a similar experience to the “after college” syndrome, but even with that dangling above our heads, the bond that we have created will be a hard one to fracture. Peace Corps service requires vulnerability, emotions, hard times, frustrations which make the good times (usually in Rabat) even more sweet and creates an even more cement-able bond. This bond is a special one also because it some times requires spending large amounts of time with complete strangers whether it be at camps, on trains or buses, or even welcoming them to share my home. These experiences (unless couchsurfing is your thing) are unlikely to be replicated.

This has been a time that I will carry with me for the rest of my life, but the best part about our experience has been the Peace Corps volunteer friends. I have learned so much from them and know that they will continue to enrich my service in a way that I never expected. Much like the way Buzz and Woody forge an unlikely friendship through their adventure with aliens, piggy banks and Mr. Potato head- my new friendships are based unbridled excitement, difficult times and inconceivable moments that even those who experience them- find it hard to believe.

Cheers to Peace Corps friends!!!!

*close with Vitamin C’s song…. Graduation*


Teacher appreciation day!

Not that I don’t appreciate teachers already, I owe a majority of my knowledge to all of the teachers that have taught me over the years! I also owe them a HUGE* thank you for having enough patience to put up with my classmates and I. The long days, full classrooms, difficult administrations, changing expectations and demands- CRAZY!  But, its not just the teachers from my childhood- it is the new teachers that I also have to admire! The ones that were in some of my classes at IU, my friends, my peers… they are starting their careers…and have so much to look forward to.. so many students to inspire and motivate!!! 

I have been a bit sentimental lately and I think now it is transferring to my classroom here! It is nearing the end of our “semester” (Tyler and I were able to set up a schedule that started at the beginning of October and will end with a party in the middle of December), and I have realized how much my beginner and advanced students have grown.  It is incredible! Especially considering how much some of them have on their plates. During my lesson planning today, I was reading some of the journals that I have asked my advanced students to write in (an inspiration from a fellow PCV-thanks Jess! 🙂  ) And I realized how much I really like teaching here. I had an inkling awhile back that I have been enjoying what I am doing– but today it finally hit me!!! I LOVE IT! When students get an answer correct or are able to correctly put together a present perfect continuous sentence… WAHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is an amazing feeling!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It overpowers the frustrations not only inside of the classroom- but also gives me a sense of purpose here. I also adore getting to know my students- it makes me truly thankful that I am able to teach them something… even if they only remember one thing! They allow me to feel more at home and useful!

Now, I know some of you might be thinking… you can become a teacher in the US!!!! And trust me, I have thought about that and even tried studying to become a teacher… twice. I am still not sure what doesn’t feel right about it..which is something I can further explore here. I LOVE* teaching… I love the students and content, but it doesn’t feel like its what I should be doing. However, that is why this post is about appreciating my former teachers and those becoming teachers– because maybe one day– one of your students will be teaching English abroad wondering, how on earth you taught for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week?!?!?!?!  AMAZING!