Moving: Experiences VS Expectations

I’ve now officially been a Georgia resident for 6 months now and living in the state for almost 9 months. Of course there were going to be some major changes; not being able to go to the beach at the drop of a dime, an actual change in seasons, and the dreaded decrease in pay. I know all of that just seems negative, but the greater goal here was to get property in the family, get my big sister into medical school and to find new challenges.

I think all of the small possible challenges met me at once. Here’s a list of my experiences and my expectations coming to Georgia.

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New Moves for the New Year!

Happy New Year beautiful people. I’ve been trying to plan post topics to continuously get content out to you all. While I’ve come up with a few ideas and have been given a few ideas of what to cover, I couldn’t bring myself to really plan out posts. I don’t know, I felt I was forcing it and I NEVER to force what I said. I want to share true, authentic and real topics and experiences that I have for you all to learn from and/or know that you are not alone.

As previously mentioned I made a big move from California to Gerogia (also a big pay cut). More recent, my mother made the move as well. The next few posts will cover moving, finances and family living together. I hope these next few posts will be insightful and a pleasure to read.

Thank you all for joining my journey and I wish you well on yours!

– Viola Constance

What About Your Friends: vol. 2, The Power of Friendship

About one month ago I posted the following to my snap:

“Love my friends. We’re all walking down our own paths, but to still be there for one another no matter the distance, time difference, etc…” posted on voila.its.viola on 8/2/18

This hit me at a time where I felt like I had just gotten it all together and now it was falling apart and all I could do was smile. I had been in a constant communication with two friends (Domo and Drea) who I basically share almost everything with. I’d been a little in my feelings about other friends that are never around or answer when I need them, but I’m always there for them.

My friend Mario called me via Facebook at bootycall hours. At first I wasn’t going to answer, but after just waking up from a horrible dream and reading a bible verse I picked up. Something told me to talk to him. Plus, I’ve come to learn that when folks call at that hour it’s usually bad news. At first I joked with him “hey man, what I tell you about calling me during these hour?” Lol. He apologized and shared with me the loss of his mother. Continue reading