Life

Life is a funny thing. If you would've told me 5 years ago that I would be living in San Francisco and starting a new career as a flight attendant, I probably would've said you where a crazy-pants.... But here I am, sitting on my friends couch with my suitcase packed and ready to fly anywhere. CRAZY. People keep asking me how I like it, and what's it like, and I honestly don't know how to respond. I think I may still be adjusting to the fact that this is my life now and I have no idea what I'm doing. Part of that is exciting, and the other part makes me want to curl up in a ball and hide from the world.

A few years ago I realized I was letting life pass me by. My friends were safe and predictable and my life was completely boring. I think my time abroad in Rome was kind of the turning point for me. I was still safe and predictable, but I finally realized there was more out there. Applying for the Disney College Program changed that... I met an incredible group of people, was forced out of my comfort zone on a daily basis and I finally allowed myself to be part of the college experience: meeting new people, having ridiculous conversations about religion and politics until 3am, cat-wine, and meeting some friends that I know I will still be frolicking around Disney with when we are all 80... Disney changed everything for me and made me learn so much about myself and what I am capable of. 

After completing two separate college programs, a professional internship, and a brief period as a regular human working at Disney, I finally decided my time had come to move on... There hasn't been a day that goes by that I don't wonder if I made the right decision. I left Disney at the ideal time... when I still LOVED my job, and that was definitely the hardest part. 

I left my job with the excuse that I wanted to travel, so naturally after talking about it for months on end, I finally bit the bullet and booked a trip. The absolute scariest thing I think I've ever done, was get on that airplane... I went off by myself to go on a 6 week journey that let me see exactly how far I can push myself. I learned that I can do anything and that I can do it by myself. I am capable of figuring things out on my own and DEFINITELY capable of asking for help when I need it. And while I, still learning new things about myself, I'm not scared to find out what the future has in store. If I love my new career, kudos to me for figuring it out by 24, and if not, I still have time to figure it all out. 

"For what it's worth: It's never too late gone whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you're proud of, and if you find you're not, I hope you have the strength to start over." -F. Scott Fitzgerald

Love, Alison

Commitment....

For those of you who know me, you know that I am terrified of commitment. This not only reflects in my lovely personal life, but also with things like furniture.... It's a commitment saying that I'll stay there or be stuck with something. The ironic part is, I really don't like change, but I'm far too stuck in my non-planning, commitment-free ways to stop it. If anyone actually reads this blog, you may notice a possible 7 month break between posts, because again with the commitment, even sticking to a blog is clearly problematic, or I'm just lazy... Your choice. 

So in light of the new year, my new place of residence, and a new career, I decided that the best way to record my life is to just do it in the moment, and while a timeline of chronological events would be nice, it isn't realistic. So, the new blog will be filled with my new adventures, whenever and wherever they happen.

Good luck to anyone reading this, it maybe a bumpy ride... May the odds be ever in your favor. 

Love, Alison