Life After College

Autumn, SJ & Sam

As my time with my team comes to a close (even though Autumn already left), I decided I should write the blog that’s been on my mind for a long time.Team Awesome

SJ, Autumn & Sam:

Thank you.

Thank you for being strong, beautiful women and for helping me feel that way too. I am so blessed to have had the opportunity to work with each of you and learn from you.

Autumn– Thank you for teaching me about being creative and artsy. You showed me ways to look at things differently. You have a shining personality and you’re very graceful under pressure. I’m glad you’re enjoying your fancy new job and I’m so excited that you get to make a difference in Waco. I can’t think of anyone better for the job!

Sam– Thank you for being as sassy as me and being a great sounding board. I still think if we went to high school, we would have been great friends, but really this is better because we get to attend happy hour. I’m so excited for you to start your new job because you are going to do great things.

SJ– Thank you for everything. Thank you for taking a chance on a procrastinating college senior and thank you for teaching her how to be a better grown up and giving her the opportunity to work with an amazing team. You are an excellent teacher and mentor and you always made me feel like my opinions were valued and important. Thank you for setting a good example for all of us and stepping up when no one else wanted to. You make everyone around you a better person (and you always remind us to drink more water, so we’re healthier too). You are an awesome mom; I can’t wait to meet that precious baby and I am so excited that you get to spend some time at home with your kiddos.

Thank you guys for teaching me about the importance of gifs and emoijs. Thanks for showing me that it’s totally fine to get excited about beautiful fonts and ampersands. Thank you for taking brain breaks with me and trolling Twitter to find something fun and new to try.

I’m so lucky to have had the opportunity to work with you guys and I have a feeling this isn’t the end of Team Awesome. And in the meantime, I’m always game to visit the Taco Hut. 🍸🍸

I love you guys! Thank you for everything! ❤️❤️

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Disaster & Triumph

You know what always astounds me? That it takes a devastating tragedy for people to be nice to each other.

Today, there was nowhere I could turn that didn’t show the devastation that Texas is currently facing. The coast is in shambles. Cities are facing historic floods. Meteorologists don’t think the storm part of this story will end for a few more days, as they expect Harvey to turn around and come back. And it broke my heart to see the pictures. I saw story after story about people who lost everything, entire cities flattened, massive highways underwater.

But amidst those stories, there were stories of triumph. Stories about people who loaded up their boats this weekend and headed toward the storm to go pull complete strangers to safety. Stories about people opening their homes to friends of friends so they would have a safe, dry place to stay. Buses moving hundreds of people to convention centers that became temporary shelters. People looking for somewhere to make donations or volunteer their time. And of gas stations and convenience stores that went out of their way to support people who were traveling and people who were volunteering.

And the silly things we use to divide us, like skin color, political views, language, aren’t important anymore.

This is the kind of compassion we need because we are all human and we are all here together. And we are stronger together. Stories like this give me hope for our future. I just wish it didn’t take a disaster to make it happen.

My thoughts and prayers are with Houston and those who were impacted by Hurricane Harvey. Additionally, I thank the brave first responders and volunteers who are working around the clock to make sure as many people as possible are safe and have what they need. I know this is a trying time, but I know that by working together, we will rise above it.

Want to read some of those triumphant stories I talked about? I found you some! Check them out:

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Happy birthday, Grandpa. 🎂

Happy birthday, Grandpa.

I missed you a little extra today.

I miss you every day. I think about you a lot on my commutes to and from work. Because the sun is eternally in my eyes for the first 15 minutes of my drive (and depending on how late I come home, the last 15, too). It reminds of the times I used to run to play in your garden with the sun in my eyes.

And you were there. In your hat. Weeding and spreading the compost and pruning and trimming. And sharing the fresh fruits and veggies with me and whoever else was around. I still smell tomatoes at the store because they remind me of you. I hope your garden in Heaven is as fruitful.

We miss you. You’d be really proud. Ali graduated. She looked like a grown-up, but she’s still the goofy girl you love.

And Joe John’s good. He just got cleared to play football again. Apparently, his knee is totally healed up and he’s better than ever. And he just got confirmed, which is crazy because I feel like I just blinked and he turned into a man.

Julibug is good, too. Her head still hurts, but I think it’ll go away soon now that school is over.

And I’m good. Working. Trying to make everyone proud. The usual.

Keep watching over us, okay? Because we need it, probably more than we know.

I love you.

Happy birthday.

My mom’s dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s about eight or nine years ago. On August 4, 2016, he passed away in the nursing home peacefully. He leaves behind an amazing legacy of children and grandchildren, and through us, he will live on. He instilled the values of hard work and persistence in all of us and he will be greatly missed. So while we mourn his passing, we rejoice in the fact that he has found peace and know he will watch over all of us, however far we may go.

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The Ones Who Love Us…

The ones who love us never really leave us; you can always find them in here.

-J.K Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

This week, the world lost a great man. A strong man. A man who valued hard work and instilled it in his kids and grandkids. And he is finally, finally at peace.

Today, in the most Alvarez-style I’ve ever seen, we had a party. And if anyone tries to tell me he wasn’t with us today, I’d explain how wrong that sentiment is.

He was there, with his wife, looking at the legacy they built, from the ground up when they moved to the United States from Colombia.

He was there, in his son who was grilling and wearing a hat and out of the corners of all our eyes looked just like him.

He was there in his grandsons who are the spitting image of him at their age.

He was there in his granddaughters who were content to sit and enjoy the outside.

He was there in his great-granddaughters who love to garden and spent the day in the pool.

He was there in every laugh at every joke and in the music we played a little too loud and in the smiles we shared.

He was there in the sun and the breeze and the silver lining in the clouds.

He was in our hearts and all around us. He always will be.

And he was proud.


My mom’s dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s about eight or nine years ago. On August 4, he passed away in the nursing home peacefully. He leaves behind an amazing legacy of children and grandchildren, and through us, he will live on. He instilled the values of hard work and persistence in all of us and he will be greatly missed. So while we mourn his passing, we rejoice in the fact that he has found peace and know he will watch over all of us, however far we may go.

Life After College


200Firefly come back to me
Make the night as bright as day
I’ll be looking out for you
-A*Teens – Firefly

I remember when we were younger, we used to spend the summer nights catching fireflies, both in New York with our cousins and in Texas with our friends.

We used to go as far back in the yard as we could, to get away from the porch lights to see them better and then we’d bring them to the porch where the adults were watching us and show them and maybe try to stick them in a jar or bucket, like in the movies. If only we could collect enough, we’d have a lantern, like in the movies. So, we’d spend an hour or two hopping around the yard, trying to catch them and sometimes succeeding. Then, at the end of the night, it was time to let the bugs go. We’d dump them into the planter by the pool or the flowerbed by the porch and watch them as they flew away.

One day (probably in early fall in Texas because it’s like a million degrees during the summer), I realized I hadn’t seen the lightning bugs in awhile. We had moved to Lockhart and I was older and there was little time to spend in the heat getting sweaty and dirty. But I looked out the window, and sure enough, dusk came and with it, the fireflies. I watched from my window as they lit up the yard around the house. There were so many, how could I have missed them all these years? And all these memories came rushing back. Of water fights and slipping in the mud we made getting in and out of the pool all day. How could I have not thought about those memories in so long? And then I went back to my life, reading a book or watching a movie.

This week, I was sitting watching a movie and I happened to look outside and I saw them. As bright as ever, lighting up the tree we used to swing from (and break, when we go too big) and the yard we spend many, many days and nights running through, having childhood adventures. And I had the same thought. How can I have gone years without remembering the paint fights and the endless games of tag?

Just like the lightning bugs, those memories were there, like they always have been, just waiting for me to notice them.

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We’re All Human, Aren’t We?


As usual, when life gets too stressful to handle (or too hectic or too mundane or a lot of other things), I turn to my favorite books to cope: Harry Potter. For me, it’s like hanging out with an old friend, but my stories about books can wait for another time.

Since I read Harry Potter while I was in London, I’ve read all seven books at least once a semester, sometimes twice, and always over the summer. As graduation was a stressful time, happy, of course, but stressful too, I naturally turned to my old friends to get me through the sleepless nights. Last week, I finished reading them.

Every time I read them, I find something newly applicable to the world. Something that was there before but didn’t really click until now. I’ve read all these words many times, but every time, something different sticks.

This time, it was a quote from Kingsley in the Deathly Hollows.

[Here come some spoilers.]

So in this scene, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are on the run and they finally manage to tune into Potterwatch, the illegal, underground radio station dedicated to telling the news like it is and encouraging people to do what is good and right. All the people involved have code names, because who wants to go to Azkaban, right. Kingsley is called Royal and he’s encouraging the wizarding community to protect Muggles (non-wizards) in addition to each other. So here comes the scene, straight out of the book:

“What would you say, Royal, to those listeners who reply that in these dangerous times, it should be ‘Wizards first’?” asked Lee.

“I’d say that it’s one short step from ‘Wizards first’ to ‘Purebloods first’ and then to ‘Death Eaters,'” replied Kingsley. “We’re all human, aren’t we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.”

-Rowling, 440

In light of what happened in Orlando, and what seems to keep happening around the world, I pose the same question. We’re all human, aren’t we? I don’t understand why bad things happen. It doesn’t make sense to me. But I do see the outpouring of love and support and I have faith that love and goodness will have to win.

We are all human, plain and simple. In times of great joy we should celebrate with each other and in times of tragedy we should mourn and support each other.

My prayers and those of so many others are with the families of those involved in the tragedy in Orlando. Additionally, I’m thinking of and praying for the first responders and people of Orlando as they struggle to understand the senselessness of this act.