Lately, I've been a Harry Potter craze. I've been listening to Harry Potter Podcasts, rereading the books, rewatching the movies, looking up theories about Harry Potter. I even bought the first two books at Goodwill because I never owned them. When I first read Harry Potter I checked them out of the library. My love for the Wizarding World of Harry Potter began at age 5. I know what you're thinking, how could you have read a book like Harry Potter at age 5? You're right to believe that I was too young to fully understand what I was reading. I read it and immediately forgot minor plot points and that is to be expected at such a young age. However, even though I did not fully understand what I was reading I loved what I did understand! I was immediately hooked. Upon completion, I checked out Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Once again, I didn't fully understand what I was reading but I loved it. My mom knew I had a love for these characters and bought me the first two movies on VHS and DVD. I watched them day in and day out I scratched the DVDs because of constantly putting them in and out of the DVD player. My mom and I were obsessed with Harry Potter and read each book and saw the movies. Well, recently, I decided to fall into peer pressure and create an account for the Wizarding World (formerly know as Pottermore) and took the Hogwarts house, wand, and Patronus quizzes. Here were my results: Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw Patronus: Nebelung cat Wand: Pear. I was rather shocked at my results because I always thought I would have been placed into either Slytherin or Hufflepuff. I know, what odd choices. When I got Ravenclaw I was confused because I don't see myself smart enough to be in Ravenclaw. It didn't seem to be the right fit upon initial impression. After doing some research on Ravenclaw I found out that they’re more than just smart nerds. They're creative, loyal, witty, and other things I felt described me. Being a Ravenclaw grew on me rather quickly.
As for my Patronus, I hate that I have a cat! One, I hate cats. And, two, I hate that I have the same Patronus as Dolores Umbridge! Ugh, oh well upon doing further research on why my Patronus is a cat I found this description: "Having a Nebelung cat as your Patronus means you find comfort in and are strengthened by understanding. You prefer to know everything about a situation, and you don't like it when something is new or surprising (like a stranger)." After reading that, I guess that's perfect for me. I still hate that my Patronus is a cat though! Lastly, my wand is a Pear. I wasn't upset when I got this wand because honestly, I didn't know much about what each wand represented in the first place. Upon doing research on the wands this is what I found about a Pear wand: "This golden-toned wood produces wands of splendid magical powers, which give of their best in the hands of the warm-hearted, the generous and the wise. Possessors of pear wands are, in my experience, usually popular and well-respected. I do not know of a single instance where a pear wand has been discovered in the possession of a Dark witch or wizard. Pear wands are among the most resilient, and I have often observed that they may still present a remarkable appearance of newness, even after many years of hard use." I think I can live with this. The description of the wand takes me back to therapy when my therapist would praise me for my resilience to move forward after hardship and trauma. I won't lie I felt very proud to have gotten this as my wand. Are you a Harry Potter super fan like I am? What is your Hogwarts house, your Patronus, and your wand? Let me know in the comments! If you don't know any of these things but would like to you can find out at: https://www.wizardingworld.com/ It is free to sign up! ;)
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Yesterday while Anthony was at work he came across a puppy tied to a tree, malnourished, and left out in the cold. He decided that if the puppy was still there after he got off of work he would bring it home with him. Well, Anthony went back and the poor pup was still there so he brought him home. Upon Anthony and the pup arriving at the house, I already knew of his plan and welcomed the pup with loving arms. We fed him, gave him water and bathed him. He was a bit smelly. We even named him. His name is Jack! We don’t know his breed but I see a terrier of some sort mixed with something else. He had a harness and a collar with a tag on him. So, I looked up his tag on Pet Link and the tag belongs to a Siberian Husky named Dasher. I’m 99% certain that this tag doesn’t belong to Jack. I am being responsible and looking out for a possible owner looking for their missing pup. We don’t know if he actually has an owner but even if he does he was clearly neglected. I think Jack is better off in our care. We plan to nurse this pup back to health and potentially keep him. Anthony and I love animals and it kills us to see them in harm's way. I love that Anthony rescued Jack. It shows what an amazing person he is.
In April of 2018, I joined a local community of women and contributed to their blog. After almost two years of the blog being shut down, it's given me a lot of time to think. In this time, I've come to realize I joined Cushy for all the wrong reasons. I started reading Cushy in early 2017. Around the same time, I started building a website for my blog. I started my blog with the intent to share my random thoughts and coping mechanisms with the world, in hope that maybe I could become an advocate for people with similar stories to my own. I started adding content to my site in March of 2018. As expected, I didn’t have a lot of followers. In fact, I think I only had one follower and it was my Mom. (Hi Mom! I love you!) At first, I didn’t let the number of followers affect me. I was just glad to be sharing my content with the world. Well, as mentioned before I was already a follower of Cushy. I loved what Cushy was about. I followed them on all of my social media. I LOVED this blog and wanted to be apart of it. I did everything possible to be noticed. I was a huge stalker. I am not afraid to admit it anymore. Well, once I got the attention of Cushy’s CEO and she offered me a position as a contributor I accepted with no hesitation. Yes! I was now a part of something wonderful! At the time of becoming a contributor, I noticed a change in myself. I noticed a shift in the reason why I was writing. Originally, I wrote because of my love of writing and being able to share my writing publicly. Now, I was writing to gain followers. Deep down I knew the true reason I joined Cushy, but I refused to admit it. Now, after almost two years of the blog being down I have come to accept the real reason why I joined their community in the first place. To put it simply, I joined Cushy to gain followers and get my work published in print. Before joining, I knew their goal was to publish a magazine. Knowing that I used it as the fuel to get noticed and become a contributor. A very selfish reason to join a community of women artists. It took me this long to accept the truth, and I am willing to admit I screwed up. Bad! I befriended some of the contributors on Facebook and followed them on other forms of social media as well. I became obsessed with these women and their lives. I was especially obsessed with the CEO. I wouldn’t leave her alone. I wanted to contribute more to the blog. I wanted so much more. I was crazy! Luckily for me, she didn’t seem to care (at that time.) Cushy had already printed the first issue of their magazine. As you can imagine, I ordered it and loved it! I became even more obsessed with being published I made sure I had the chance to be a part of the next magazine. I got approval and was asked to send in submissions. I sent in my submissions, got them edited and sent back to me, then came the day where I got that email. I got the email that Cushy was coming to an end. All my hard work, my dream of having my work published in print was being stripped away from me. I was extremely hurt. We had the opportunity to publish our final pieces written for the website before the site shut down, but I refused to publish mine because it wasn’t truly worth it in my eyes. I will admit I was rude at the end. I’m amazed Liz and Erin even talked to me after that. Well, I figured I might as well not waste my hard work and I published my submissions (meant for the magazine) onto My Heart Beats NM. I also got inspiration from other contributor’s ideas on the shared google doc for the second issue of the magazine. Someone told me afterward that I was stealing the ideas of others. Yes, I used their initial ideas but created something of my own. I was inspired by the ideas of others. My intention was never to steal their work but some feel I blatantly stole ideas and were quite upset with me. Then a few months after, I was ghosted by two of the contributors I looked up to. It truly hurt being deleted and blocked by these women. But now, after time to accept the past for what it is. I don’t blame them for doing what they did. I mean, look at what I did. I stalked and bossed my way up to the top, and where did it get me? It got me ghosted, upset with myself, and with no published work. If I could take it all back, I would. I wish things had never gone the way they did, but it’s my fault this happened. I let popularity get the best of me. I refuse to let something like that happen again.
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