I’m 25 years old with a bachelor’s degree in Social Work. Originally from Florida, I attended high school in Georgia and college in Nebraska. I love language and culture. I’ve been to 9 countries, including Mexico, United Kingdom (England, Scotland, Wales), Italy, France, Finland, Sweden, Nicaragua, Panama, and the Bahamas. I speak an intermediate level of Spanish with some basic knowledge of Finnish. I can read the Korean & Arabic “alphabets.” I have been in love with books since I was three. At one point, I was an avid writer. I consider “Written English” my first language. The world is a beautiful place in written word—in speech, it seems to be lacking.
I was working in Lincoln, Nebraska resettling refugees (mostly from Myanmar and Iraq with occasional refugees from Iran, Afghanistan, and Cuba) for 3 years until my boss decided to target me and accuse me of things I never did.
In March of 2014, I fell madly in love and found the man I wanted to marry. Completely out of character for me, yet I was convinced he was the right person in every way. You know the man described in something like a “Letter to my Daughter” type of thing?—he was that entire list checked off. He wanted to marry me too, but by doing so he would be forced to leave his culture and family behind. But this is something he couldn’t bring himself to do.
So here I am. I love writing, and after I was separated from my soulmate, there was no one else who understood the inner stirrings of my soul. In the last months of 2014, I began studying the ancient philosophy of Stoicism as well as reading the Bible (chronologically) as a way to deal with my depression. I found truths and helpful insights in both sources. Many Stoic teachings can also be found in the Bible. This blog will seek to explore Stoicism and at times to reconcile the two systems as compatible in a manner that seems rational. I occasionally include personal anecdotes in the lessons as examples as well as to serve as an outlet for my soul to tell its story and learn to heal itself.