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Lesson #300: Wtf?


When I was in middle school, I couldn’t keep a diary for more than two weeks.

When I was in elementary school, I couldn’t keep a goldfish alive for more than a month.

About a month or two ago, I couldn’t remember to water my plant after the first two days.

But somehow,

it’s Day 300.

It’s actually Day 300.


I don’t know how this happened,

but I’m thinking it has something to do with your love and support, the good graces of God, and a tiny bit of determination.

But mostly the first two.

So thank you thank you thank you from the bottom of my heart.

If anything, today’s lesson can really only be one thing.

It doesn’t matter what you’ve done in the past, or what you haven’t done in the past; it doesn’t matter how many times you’ve failed or have re-tried or backtracked or relapsed.

When you really put your mind to it,

anything is possible. 

Just know three things.

1) You’ll need a lot of perseverance. It gets hard. And you’ll want to stop. But don’t. TBH, some nights I would come home after a long day and seriously think to myself that I’d rather claw my eyes out than to stay up and write another blog post. But then I remembered that that feeling is only temporary. Like I said two days ago—remember why you started.

2) Find motivation and inspiration. It comes in many ways, shapes, and forms. It can be one goal, or many. It looks different to each person. Most importantly, it’s limitless. And you’ll need it to keep going. Whatever you’re doing, it has to be worth it.

3) You will not be perfect at it. Ever. Ever ever ever. You will not get every day right. Some days I would fall asleep before I could write my post. Some days I wasn’t in town. Some days I would physically write, but I just mentally couldn’t do it. And one day—I swore it would never happen—but I actually just straight up forgot. And there’s no doubt in the next 65 days, any or all of these could (and will) happen again. And that’s okay. Life happens. Anything is possible. But just remember that while that’s true, we aren’t robots. We aren’t machines, or children on Dance Moms. We’re human. And that’s actually a real, acceptable excuse. So get used to it. Be thankful for it.

It’s been 300 days, and I guess I’ve been sharing secrets with you all along—

but I think I’ll share one more.

The key to it all is love.


If you’re in love with what you’re doing,

it makes the bad parts and the bad days a little less bad.

It makes everything worth it.

Maybe you can’t keep a fish or a diary or a plant.

But if you really truly want it,

and you really truly love it,

anything is possible.

So here’s to Day 300.


Lesson #277: Thanks, Jesse McCartney.


Thanks to Jesse McCartney,

I now know that it’s possible to revert back into a 14-year-old girl.

I finally lived out my childhood dream of seeing Jesse McCartney in concert.

And I melted.

Like, peel-me-off-of-the-floor melted.

It was possibly the best hour and a half of my life. Even with no space to move, undesirably touching sweaty people I had never met, and constant pushing.


So today’s lesson?

You’re never too old to feel young again.

Heck, you’re never too young to feel young again.

Live out an old dream every once in a while.

You may find a piece of yourself that you forgot you loved.

If nothing else, it’ll just put a big smile on your face.

Day 277.