This Race Called Life

Achieving Happiness is an elusive goal and one that can be quite difficult to accomplish. However, I like to think about life and the quest towards Happiness as a marathon. Since the word marathon may seem a bit intimidating for some, we’ll stick with life being a race, in which we are the runners. In the race of life, we don’t need to place first, second, or third, because we are each allowed to run at our own desired pace. The best part of this race is that it isn’t necessary to cut out certain foods from our diet, and constant training isn’t of high importance. Pretty cool, huh? So it honestly isn’t about how quickly you run the race, but, more importantly, how you handle yourself while running it. As most people who have watched races are aware, many of them include hurdles placed at intervals along the track. Our life race consists of many hurdles, and in order to run the race as well as possible, it is in our best interest to jump over the hurdles, rather than stumble and fall over each of them.

Great, so life is a race and we’re the runners, but now what? Well, here’s where the fun comes into play. We each signed up for this race, and before you know it, the day of the race is tomorrow. You go to sleep early the previous night, yet no matter how hard you try to fall asleep, you spend most of the night tossing and turning, until you finally get some shut-eye in the wee hours of the morning. The alarm clock rings, but you desperately hit the snooze button three or four times. You finally turn the alarm off, get out of bed as slowly as possible, until you realize what time it is. You rush over to the shower as a final means of waking yourself up, and once you dry off and get dressed, you’re off to the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat.

After a nutritious breakfast, you decide that you’re as ready as you’ll ever be and you get into your car and head off to the location where the race is being held. You arrive at the track and the nerves begin to kick in now more than ever. Upon walking over to the registration booth, you sign in and receive a paper bib with your runner’s number, which you hope to represent well in your run to the finish line. The time arrives for you to take your mark and get set, and within a few seconds the whistle blows and you’re off!

You begin at a decent speed, remembering how important it is to pace yourself throughout this race. So far, the race isn’t all that bad, and you are quite impressed at how well you’re doing. Up ahead you see the first hurdle in the race, and it’s no problem at all until you realize that you haven’t had any practice whatsoever with hurdles. Oh no, you think, and with just a few feet to go until you reach the first hurdle, doubt begins to engulf your mind. You imagine yourself unable to jump the hurdle, and see yourself falling the second you lift your feet off the ground. You wonder what you’re even doing running in a race if you aren’t able to jump hurdles, and feel as though you are going to make a fool of yourself. But you continue running straight for it and as you go for the jump, your foot hits the hurdle, and you find yourself sprawled on the ground as though you had been placed there for a posed photograph. You feel disappointed in yourself, and embarrassed, and take your time getting up because you blew your shot at the race. You wonder what the audience thinks of you as you walk off the track with low self esteem and a sudden lack of confidence.

Now that we have established your temporary failure, let’s rewind the story for a minute. The race seems to be going quite well, but it isn’t long before you spot the first hurdle up ahead. You feel somewhat nervous, but you do not allow your nerves to get the best of you. You picture yourself achieving the goal of jumping over the upcoming hurdle with absolutely no difficulty, and you decide to remain positive. You continue running straight for it, and as you go for the jump, your foot hits the hurdle, and you find yourself sprawled on the ground. You immediately pick yourself up, bounce back into the race, and continue running. For just a fraction of a second you feel embarrassed and wonder what others are thinking about your fall. You then realize that their thoughts are of little importance to you in this race, so your confidence and self esteem remain where they were just a few seconds ago.

During the course of our lives, we will be faced with many challenging obstacles, or hurdles, to our personal Happiness. In the end, it is up to us how we wish to act upon overcoming those obstacles. Everyone deals with challenging situations differently, and while some may be able to pick themselves up after a tough situation, others may need more time to heal their wounds before continuing on in the race. It is important to remember that we must continue on in this race called life because nothing is worth keeping us down when we have the opportunity to get back up and enjoy our lives to the fullest.

So remember, when life puts hurdles across your path, try your best to jump over them. Even if you fall, it’s perfectly okay to give yourself a little time to dust yourself off before getting up and kicking butt in the race again. I know you have it in you to overcome whatever hurdles come your way, so get ready. On your mark, get set, go!

Try It With A Smile And You Just Might Make A Friend

In sixth grade, one of the elective classes we were required to take was theatre, and on the first day of class, we talked about the power of emotions. We were given a homework assignment that would show us how emotions are able to affect certain situations. The task was simple. When you’re at home and the phone rings, pick it up with a mad expression on your face, and carry out the conversation. Then the next time the phone rings, carry out the conversation with a happy expression on your face.

I kept the house phone with me once I got back home from school, and the first phone call I received was from my mom’s friend. She called to speak to my mom, but she wasn’t home. She then proceeded to ask if everything was okay, and I said yes and asked why. She told me that I sounded very angry, so I told her everything was alright and that was that. Shortly after hanging up, the phone rang again, and I picked up with a happy expression on my face. My grandma was calling to see how school was, and asked if I had done well on any recent tests. I explained that I hadn’t yet received any of my grades, but she thought that I had, since I sounded cheerful.

If you work on having a friendly, positive attitude with those you know, those who you are friends with, or those you are acquainted with, for the most part, others will mirror the same friendly, positive attitude right back to you. I’m not saying that being friendly will woo everyone in your path, but it’s bound to work on at least one person, and who knows, that one person might end up becoming a new friend.

The Genuine Blogger Award

The Genuine Blogger Award

I was recently received the Genuine Blogger Award from Lisa at flVE for my “Genunineness in blogging.” Lisa has an incredible blog with some awesome recipes, and dishes, constantly causing my stomach to rumble, regardless of whether or not I had already eaten. So I would definitely suggest following her blog, and would really like to thank her for such an honor.

I would like to pass this great award on to a few other bloggers. I truly enjoy reading their blogs, and the description of their works fits perfectly with the title of this award: genuine. As time progresses, I’ll come back to this award and nominate more bloggers, but these two blogs definitely stick out in my mind. So, congratulations to the following blogs, as I can’t think of anyone else more deserving than yourselves.

The Tale of My Heart


The 7 x 7 Link Award

As I mentioned in my last post, this past weekend I attended a leadership conference. I met a lot of people and learned valuable lessons to help me with future endeavors. Upon returning home yesterday afternoon, I figured I hadn’t missed much over the weekend except spam emails and a few views on my blog here and there. So you can imagine just how surprised I was to find out that I had been nominated for the 7 x 7 Link Award. I’d like to extend a special thanks to Tammy for this great award; especially because her blog is so great, and it’s an honor to be receiving it from her.

With that being said, this award requires me to 1) Reveal seven things about myself that you don’t already know; 2) Compile 7 of my favorite links from my own blog; and 3) Bestow this award upon 7 other bloggers. So here we go:

About Me:

1. I have often been called a procrastinator, since I enjoy doing most of my work late at night (which usually happens to be at the last minute)

2. I have three dogs: Nikki (named after the New York Knicks), Cayne (named after the Miami Hurricanes), and Kila (named after the measurement: kilo, since she is so small)

3. I am the youngest of three children; with an older brother and sister

4. I was born in Queens, New York, but grew up in South Florida

5. I spent half a year under the impression that I was lactose-intolerant, thanks to a misdiagnosis from a doctor

6. I attend medical missionary trips twice a year to Guatemala, serving as a volunteer

7. My favorite TV show is Castle

7 Favorite Blog Links (in no particular order): 

1. Why I Write

2. The Opportunity of a Lifetime

3. Overcoming the Word “No”

4. Rejection

5. Throwing In The Ingredients

6. Peace

7. Wanting the Time To Pass

My nominations for the 7 x 7 Link Award:

Whether I just began following your blog, or have already been an avid-follower, I really enjoy reading all of your posts, and would like to see some of your favorite works! Congratulations everyone!! It is well deserved 🙂

1. Unique and Unpredictable

2. Step On A Crack… Or Break Your Mother’s Back

3. Gabrielle Angel and Autumn Sunshine

4. Deborah Ailman

5. Chica Andaluza

6. NocturneFireFay

7. Joxtapose

The Versatile Blogger Award

Last week was somewhat of a difficult week for me, because as I previously stated, I received numerous rejections from literary agents who had expressed interest in my book at the WDC Conference in NYC just a few weeks ago. On Friday morning I went on a Leadership Challenge retreat, and when I returned late Sunday afternoon, I came back to find that my blog had been nominated for another award. Receiving support, praise, and criticism from fellow bloggers is so rewarding, seeing as I had doubts on blogging just a little while ago. This has been an incredible experience, and I definitely could not have done it thus far without my followers and fellow bloggers. Additionally, special thanks to GJ from for nominating me for the “Versatile Blogger” Award! And also thank you to Melis from for the re-nomination! It is greatly appreciated!

With that being said, the rules for the Versatile Blogger Award are :

1. Nominate 15 fellow bloggers.

2. Inform the bloggers of their nomination.

3. Share 7 random things about yourself.

4. Thank the blogger who nominated you.

5. Add the Versatile Blogger Award pic on your blog post.

So here we go with the seven random things about me:

1. I am planning on studying abroad for the second half of summer in Spain this year

2. I am a member of the Zeta Beta Tau Fraternity, currently serving as the Internal Vice President

3. I have non-specific mild colitis (which is a gastroenterological problem) causing me to get frequent stomach pains

4. I think way too hard into things

5. I used to box and kick-box all throughout high school

6. I constantly feel pressured to live up to the standard of being a nice, happy person who always smiles (which is how many people often describe me)

7. I am more grateful for the followers and fellow-bloggers on this website than one could imagine

I would now like to nominate the following blogs for the Versatile Blogger Award. I really enjoy reading each of the blogs listed below, and would strongly suggest that you check them out too! Congratulations everyone!!

The Window Through Which We Look

I really enjoyed this post from and hope you will too!



A young couple moves into a new neighborhood. The next morning while they are eating breakfast, the young woman sees her neighbor hanging the wash outside.

“That laundry is not very clean”, she said. “She doesn’t know how to wash correctly. Perhaps she needs better laundry soap.” Her husband looked on, but remained silent.

Every time her neighbor would hang her wash to dry, the young woman would make the same comments.

About one month later, the woman was surprised to see a nice clean wash on the line and said to her husband “Look she has learned how to wash correctly…I wonder who taught her this?”

The husband said “I got up early this morning and cleaned our windows.”

And so it is with life…what we see when watching others depends on the purity of the window through which we look.

– Unknown

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The Liebster Blog Award

Liebster Blog Award:

Over the last few days, I received five rejection letters from seven literary agents who expressed interest in my manuscript a few weeks ago at the NYC Writer’s Digest Conference. Each agent had their own reason as to why they weren’t the right fit to represent me, but regardless, each letter was as disappointing as the next. It has been difficult trying to surpass the obstacle of having received numerous No’s for my book, but Jen from has constantly commented on my blog posts, making sure that I continue to work hard rather than give up. I am beyond grateful for such support from fellow bloggers, and I couldn’t thank her enough for everything she has done for me, including this award. Thanks for the motivation Jen!

“Leibster is German & means ‘Dearest’ or ‘Beloved’ but it can also mean ‘Favourite’ & the idea of the Leibster award is to bring attention to blogs with less than 200 followers all in the spirit of gathering more connections”

  1. Show your thanks to the blogger who gave you the award by linking back to them.
  2. Reveal your top  picks for the award and let them know by leaving a comment on their blog.
  3. Post the award on your blog.
  4. Bask in the love from the most supportive people on the blogsphere – other bloggers.
  5. And, best of all – have fun and spread the karma.
With that being said, I would like to present the Liebster award to the following blogs:
There are plenty of other blogs I would like to present this award to, but these are just a few of the ones which really stick out to me. Congrats everyone and thanks for the honor Jen!

Still Waiting

This morning I received a phone call from a man who works for a self-publication company. He called to ask what the progress was regarding my luck with the literary agents I had met at the NYC Writers Digest Conference a few weeks ago. Since I have always wanted to be traditionally published, as opposed to self-published, I told him that things were going great. He then proceeded to tell me the statistics about traditional published and explained that the odds of me being published through a publication company with a literary agent are slim to none. What a great way to start the day off, right?

As the conversation progressed, he asked how my platform was going since the conference. Hmm, I thought to myself. I quickly exclaimed, “Well, I now have a blog and a Twitter account, so my social media platform is starting to take off. “How many followers do you have and how many views do you receive each day?” Oh geez. Did I really have to answer this question. I try my best to promote my blog and Twitter account, but let’s face it. Some days are better than others. One day I had over 150 views! Other days I only receive about 5 views, and I’m convinced that all the views are just from me refreshing the page to see if I have any new comments. The only other thing I can think of is passing out flyers on the street, and if that doesn’t work, I guess it’s time to whip out the sign that says, “Will work for blog followers, views, and Twitter followers.”

Forgetting about my platform for a minute (which most, if not all literary agents would smack me across the face with their newest represented book if they ever heard me say something like that), it has been nearly three weeks now since I sent out my manuscript and proposal to the various agents I met at the New York City Writers Digest Conference last month. And here I am; still waiting. I check my email more often than one could imagine, hoping that something exciting (such as an agent to represent me) will pop up in my inbox. Until then however, I guess it’s time for me to do one of two things. I’ll either have to start increasing my blog views, gain more followers, and do a better job marketing myself, or I’ll have to look for a cardboard sign, and get to work on that.

In the meantime, who knows what will happen with the progress of my book? All I can say is, I’ll hope for the best, and in a month, I’ll be receiving another phone call from the self-publishing company, so I’d better get to work on this platform thing!

Throwing In The Ingredients

Let’s get real for a minute. How many of us know what we’re doing here? No, I don’t mean know what our plans are for today, tomorrow, or next week. I’m taking about the big picture. How many of us know where we’re going in life? What are our goals, achievements, and dreams? How will we get there?

A countless amount of us tend to live life according to plan. For example, we wake up, eat breakfast, go to work or school, come home, have a snack or relax, do school or occupational work, maybe work out, eat dinner, watch T.V. and then go to sleep. As boring and unappealing as this set schedule, I know for a fact many of you can relate. It’s difficult to add a whole lot of fun and excitement into our daily itinerary, but life is too short not to enjoy ourselves.

If you have ever baked any kind of dessert, you know there are two ways of doing so. You can stand there and measure each ingredient perfectly so that everything falls into place, just as you had expected, or you can estimate measurements as you throw ingredients in the mixing bowl, hoping it all turns out for the best. I’ve baked a few desserts before, and when I first began, I would drive myself crazy measuring exact amounts of ingredients. I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I got to a point where I began estimating and throwing in the ingredients. The desserts from the second method of baking came out just as good as the other, and I found this to way to be a lot more fun than the first.

We have one life to live, and one life only. To spend it living according to plan, every single second of the day is a waste of the precious gift we have been given, called time. Go out and enjoy yourselves. Spend time with the ones you love. Accomplish everything you had ever wanted to achieve. Follow your dreams and make them come true. Do the things in life that you enjoy doing, and pursue these activities much more often than before. Stop wasting so much time measuring exact amounts of ingredients. Start throwing the ingredients in, and begin living your life!

My Eyes Have Seen It All

There is so much “bad,” for lack of a better word, that occurs in today’s society, yet often times we don’t realize it, or we just choose to ignore it. It’s time for us to open our eyes and really see what’s going on around us, and help make a change for the better. Keep in mind, sometimes it may only even take a small, but drastic piece of writing to try to make a difference, and that can all start with you.

I am a witness; my eyes have seen it all,
I mind my own business as I sit by this wall.
No family or friends, not even a shelter,
The atrocities I’ve seen leave me to welter.

Muggings and rapes, murders as well,
I feel like we live in some kind of hell.
Abuse and violence, abandonment too,
Just a poor old fellow; what am I to do?

My legs cannot move, and my hands do not raise,
Where is this God we are all told to praise?
My voice has been silenced, my ears have tuned out,
Any chance for the future is something I doubt.

Children wander; looking for heat,
I forgot to mention, we have nothing to eat.
Others live in comfort and still make a fuss,
How is it, they have forgotten about us?

My eyes are now weary, and can take it no longer
As the minutes pass by, I get weaker, not stronger.
Leave me to die for my eyes have seen it all,
I’ve been a witness for too long, sitting by this wall.