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Why YOU are making Rockford miserable.

20140411_JKW_00018-162Welcome to Rockford. Home to over 150,000 people making it the 3rd largest city in Illinois. You know what it’s also 3rd in? Most miserable cities to live in. Seriously, Forbes rated Rockford the 3rd most miserable city in America to live in. It’s also the 9th most dangerous city in all of America (CBSnews.com). Unemployment rate is 11% according to the US Bureau of Labor Statistics. I am one of 150,251 people to call this place home.

I’ll admit, it is pretty miserable. Going downtown is kind of a no-no because of the crime and the lack of anything to do. For the rest of Rockford, the main attractions are bowling, the movies and going to our one mall. 150,251 people and only one mall… and it’s never crowded. I’ve lived here 15 years and have grown up longing for the day I leave so I can go to a “real town”.

Then things changed. I did the unthinkable and went downtown. Honestly some of my friends are not even allowed to go downtown because of its reputation. But I went. I forget the reason. I think it was to try a chocolate shop I heard about. I was amazed. I felt like I was meeting my childhood city for the first time. Instead of watching my back and hurriedly trying to get out of downtown, I took the time to look up. To look at the buildings. To go into the shops. To eat at the restaurants. To talk to the people. I discovered art, music, entertainment, history, dance that I had no idea existed.  And I fell in love.

When my friends would say, “there’s nothing to do in Rockford”, I would interject and tell them that Rockford isn’t all that bad. I realized the curse that Rockfordians are under. We’re told that we’re the 3rd worst. We’re told we are miserable. That there is nothing to do. That we’re hopeless. And these are presented as facts. Most people I know dream of leaving, and they never know the beautiful city they’re missing that is so much alive.

See, most people believe there’s nothing to do in Rockford, but have YOU ever looked for anything to do in Rockford? Have you ever explored? See the government and news is wrong about so many things, yet we believe the things they say about Rockford without question. Okay so statistics say that Rockford is miserable, but truly, it’s the people that are miserable. In the great words of Rockford Art Deli’s tee shirt: Rockford doesn’t suck, you do! That may sound harsh, but can you really expect Rockford to be any better when the good people in it do nothing to better it? In Martin Luther King Jr.’s letter from a Birmingham jail, he expressed his disappointment, not with the white extremists, but with the white moderates. As he put it, “Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will. Lukewarm acceptance is much more bewildering than outright rejection.” In other words, good people who do nothing about a problem are worse than people who are completely opposed to a change.

Rockford needs to change. It can’t keep going the way it has been. But what is a town if not the people it’s made of? We as Rockfordians need to change. We need to step up and out to fix the many problems our town has. Yes, Rockford might not be something to be proud of, but Rockford is you. Are YOU something to be proud of?

See, like Dr. King, we are fighting a battle for freedom. But not freedom from people or from government, but from ourselves. We are our biggest captors. We are our deepest nemesis. We need to realize that it is we and only we that can change the way things are. It is up to us to support businesses, to discover the organizations trying to make a change, to learn about the very town we live in, and to take the steps of courage towards a better Rockford, a better future, and better individuals. Are YOU willing to change for Rockford?

Get involved:
http://transformrockford.org/

Discover new places:
http://www.gorockford.com/
http://www.rockfordchamber.com/Visit-Rockford/
http://winnebagobuylocal.com/
http://www.yellowbook.com/local-business-directory/?where=rockford%2C+il

 

Christmas Movies

So a friend and I have a list of movies to watch over Christmas break. (Which I’m so looking forward to. No school! And for me, no work either! I literally can’t do any work. So many crafts. And I love giving people things. But I digress…) Christmas movies. For Christmas break. They made me start thinking. Christmas movies don’t need to be about Christmas, or even set in the Christmas season. They just need to give you certain feelings. Feelings that make you want to smile. That intrigue you, but make you content at the same time. Feelings that make you want to snuggle with blankets. Feelings that make you sleepy, but energized at the same time. Classic, yet new. Old, yet hopeful. That’s what makes a Christmas movie, and hey, that’s what makes Christmas too.

Jumping In

So college. That’s a thing. There’s classes. Planning ahead. Studying. Scheduling meetings. Working. Joining clubs. Extra credits. And the amazing thing is there’s time for it all. Well, if I don’t check facebook every two minutes. Or browse pinterest for an hour. Or catch up on Parks and Rec. There are so many things I’m passionate about. So many things I want to do.

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It’s hard. It’s hard to make things happen. To figure things out. To understand things. But I don’t have to figure it all out. I just have to be ready. Jump in. Into the unknown. Into the strangeness of a new job or opportunity. Once I’m in, I have to swim. So in I go – sometimes without knowing really anything or thinking things through. I ask one question: “Is this a good thing?” If yes, I do it. If no, I don’t. It makes life much simpler. For instance, I would probably never have applied for the job I have now in the college bookstore if I had thought about it. Numbers. Everywhere. I’m dyslexic. Meaning, I mix up numbers and words in my brain. It may say 42, but I read 24. That’s a problem, and it’s also what I have to deal with every time I go to work. Amazingly, I’m doing okay. I’m learning how to cope with myself and correct mistakes. (Plus now I get discounts at the store. Hello fabulous sweats!) ((So when I was proofreading this, I thought “discounts” was doughnuts. Now I want doughnuts.))

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In a few days, I’m meeting with someone about volunteering for an organization I want to help with. I have no idea who this person is or what the meeting is about. I’m just going to show up and see what happens. Now that I think about it, that’s kind of how I write. I just jump in and see where it takes me. Apparently this is where I went today.

An Important Lesson

Photo on 9-11-14 at 2.29 PMSo the other day I failed a quiz. Completely and utterly failed it. For me, a competitive spirit, that was hard. I took one look at the statistic questions and knew I couldn’t do it. In my defense, the teacher hadn’t even assigned homework on the material covered in the quiz. So I sat there and turned my mind towards the questions I could answer. “God, calm my nerves” was my prayer. Fighting back tears I tried to do what I could until my professor came over and said, “You’re out of time.”

The funny thing is, I have don’t think I have ever failed before. Not in school. Not in anything. Sure, I’ve messed some things up, but I’ve never failed. One of my job interview questions was “tell me about a time you’ve failed. What did you do about it and what did you learn from it?” I didn’t really have a good answer. I guess I do now. Well, I failed a test because I didn’t do the homework because it wasn’t assigned yet. I studied like crazy. And I learned to ALWAYS overachieve. Okay, maybe not overachieve, but work hard.

Honestly, I think this failure was a good wake up call. A call saying “Hey. Yeah, you’re smart but don’t slack! You can still mess up. You can even fail. But you can get back up again.”

Starting College

So I had to work before my first ever college class. It was funny. My sister, the fashion designer, asked a few weeks ago if I had my outfit picked out for the first day. I sure had! Don’t I look great in my work tee shirt?

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Anyway, when I say my first ever college class, l actually mean my first class ever. It’s hard even for me to believe I had never been in a class room setting before — unless you count drivers ed. Consequently, my first day of college was also my first day having classmates, professors, PowerPoints and everything else that is typical in a classroom.

I love it.

I love not having the highest and lowest grade. I love going to school and coming home instead of having them be the same thing. I love taking notes. I love studying with people. I love having the option to procrastinate. I love seeing people everyday. I love forgetting things. I love remembering things. I love it all.

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I’m sure my freshmen spirit will wither away, but in the meantime I’m enjoying it all.