Life as a Writer, Disney World Cast Member, and
Big Sister through Foster Care & Adoption
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Happy Groundhog's Day! Wow, I can't believe it's February 2nd already... Weren't we just welcoming in 2016 a few days ago?
Back in New York, Groundhog's Day was one of my mom's favorite holidays. She used to say that she wanted to have a big feast on that day, kind of like Christmas, to celebrate, but it somehow never worked out. I was away at college, or someone was working late hours; we were rarely all home on February 2nd for some reason. Nevertheless, my mom always enjoyed the crazy holiday centered around Punxsutawney Phil.
We used to laugh about my mom's love of the holiday, but I think the rest of us secretly enjoyed it as well. Every year I made the point that Phil was going to see his shadow no matter what, simply because there were a bunch of camera lights pointed at him. But every year we woke up and put on the news to find out if the prediction called for six more weeks of winter or if spring was in sight. Of course, I love anything having to do with the number 2, so I enjoy the second of each month anyway, but I did always enjoy Groundhog's Day.
Now we find ourselves here in Florida, and for the first time in my life, none of us cared what Phil was predicting this morning. It didn't matter. It's the middle of winter and I was sweating all day, so who cares if spring comes early? We're not effected by harsh, cold, snowy winters anymore, so Groundhog's Day doesn't have the same meaning for us anymore. We used to hope that an early spring was coming. We used to hope that even if we were ridiculous in wanting to know if a groundhog saw his shadow, that there was some crazy glimmer of a chance that we would be warm soon. But now we're warm all of the time, so we don't care about Phil and his shadow.
It's weird how much changes after you move. All of the little things you forget about, like Groundhog's Day, suddenly have a different meaning. We knew that we'd experience warmer winters down here (hence the reason for the big move), but no one's thinking about February 2nd when you're in the middle of moving in July.
Anyway, for those of you who are still waiting for warm weather, I heard that Phil did not see his shadow, so here's to a quick winter for you all!
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My family has been doing foster care since I was three years old. I'm the only biological child in my family, though I now have five permanent siblings. Having nineteen siblings over the course of my lifetime has been an incredible experience, and I'm hoping that by sharing some of the ups and downs of being the only bio kid in a foster family, other foster families or people looking into doing foster care will be able to learn a bit of what life can be like. I also like to share what life is like on my journey to becoming a published author, as well as where my schooling and career choice are taking me.