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Wow, I am not a Content Creator

  • Writer: Grace Hayter
    Grace Hayter
  • Dec 11, 2023
  • 3 min read

Dear Diary, oh my goodness it is hard to keep up with this! I have no idea how these content girlies do it!! It is absolutely bonkers that I haven't posted anything since the first part of November and I am so sorry. I feel like I am letting myself down a little bit (as well as my Mom a lot) and that I need to get back to it.

SO, obviously I can't tell everything that has happened since the last time I wrote, but I will give a general picture of my life recently and then I promise to make some more posts in the very near future covering things more in depth. But, in this little gap of time, SO MANY things have happened and I feel like I have done so much. That is honestly why I haven't written anything. For a while I felt like I couldn't even keep up with my own life. It was stressful, but definitely a blessed problem to have. I'm not mad about it.

Last time I posted, we had just been to a wine festival and had a girls night on the town. Since then, I've been to pro basketball games, gourmet food markets, Paris for a week, an Irish pub on Halloween, London for a long weekend with my girlie friends, Germany for a long weekend with more girlie friends, taken walks around the lake, made a whole Thanksgiving dinner, went to a pink castle, visited two Christmas markets several times, been sledding and played in the snow, and Christmas shopped. I also started a course to get my certification in Teaching English as a Foreign Language. And of course, I've been doing my usual au pairing along the way. As you can see, I have been a very busy lady and loving (pretty much) every minute of it.

Right now I am sitting in my little studio apartment with the lights off, my lamp on, two candles lit, my christmas decorations up and lights on, and the windown open, waiting on two of my friends to come over. I feel very at peace and at home. I am very lucky to feel that way, because unfotunately several of my friends here do not. Moving to another country and fully integrating into another family is no joke, in fact, it's incredibly difficult and I know not everyone could do it. I feel like I'm doing pretty well, but I still have my moments. For example, last night I text my brother and sister-- just something stupid, honestly, it was just gossip. But right after, I called my sister and she couldn't talk, so I just text "that's okay, just wanted to say I love you and I miss you" and as soon as I put the phone down, I started crying. It's like it hit me as soon as I said it. I miss them so much, and it seems like I am always doing fine until I speak it. If I ignore the fact that I miss everyone, then I truly think I trick my brain into not missing them, but as soon as I think it or acknowledge it, I'm a wreck. I haven't had that many nights where I've fallen asleep sad or crying, but last night was just one of those nights. It's really hard to explain, but it's really crazy to experience.

Anyway, I plan on making at least four posts in a row to get you all caught up on all my shit. Hopefully one all about my week in Paris, one about our trip to London, one about the weekend in Germany, and at least one more just about life in general lately. There is truly so much to share :) And by the time I make all of those posts I will need to make on about my trip to Barcelona that I'm going on this weekend! Plus my parents are coming for Christmas and we are going to do so much. I am so excited, they will be here for Christmas, my birthday, and NYE and we will be hopping all over my little side of Europe. I can't even explain how happy I am about them coming. So, lots to look forward to for you and lots of writing in the future for me. I promise to get back into gear and keep up with this silly little blog of mine.

As always, if you've made it this far, thanks for reading and feel free to leave a comment or something if you want to hear about something specific. I love you all!!!


 
 
 

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