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Hey guys! I'm so sorry I have not posted lately. I'll give y'all a little update before I tell y'all my little reminder that I learned from my own situation and still try to remember everyday.

So I am finally in practicum/internship! I have one year left of college and then I'm free to adult (yay...I think haha). But I've had a lot happen within the past months that has kept me quite busy. The biggest thing is I'M GETTING MARRIED! On December 15th I will no longer be Miss Kidd but Mrs. Hughes! I've been staying very busy trying to get the wedding planned as well as working on finishing up school.

Now on to the important reminder....YOU determine your success, NOT your past, NOT your experiences, and NOT another person. I get that sometimes it is hard to remember that, especially on the hard days. I have days that I just want to give up but I remember that my success is determined only by me. I will only get as far in life as I allow myself. There will always be bumps and you will always have to move mountains but the more you push and continue going the farther you will go, and you will be happy you did. One quote that I always think of when I my past starts getting to me is "The past cannot be changed, but the future is yet in your power." We can't go back in time and change the things that happened but we can chose whether or not to allow it to control us and determine our future. If y'all are anything like me you get annoyed when you don't see immediate success but remember this quote by Confucius "The man who moves mountains begins by carrying away small stones." It takes time, and we will have to face giant mountains but you can make it! But most important, while you are climbing that mountain and you are on your way to success remember to enjoy the view; don't let your focus be so much on the future that you forget your present!

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