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It’s incredible how much of a difference a week can make. A week ago today I was in Gatlinburg, Tennessee, enjoying the views from my cabin in the woods at Westgate Resorts.


Now, that cabin no longer exists. All that’s left is the memories thousands of people hold on to who travel to the Great Smoky Mountains year after year.


So much devastation in the blink of an eye. While I conscientiously labored through my emails today, the news served as a sort of white noise in the background as updates were made through the morning on the condition of Gatlinburg and the surrounding areas. I paid close attention, not only only because it’s a place I have traveled to several times, just last week in fact; but also because my family owns a mountain top resort just outside of Gatlinburg.

I let out a “gasp” when the news outlets finally announced that my family’s resort had been completely destroyed. Immediately, all those amazing moments I had last week came rushing back: reading on the balcony as the sun rose over the mountain tops, sitting by the fire place with hot chocolate in hand and all the wonderful interactions that I had with the incredibly welcoming staff. My heart was, and is, broken for all of them and everyone in that area.

I will cherish every moment I have spent in Gatlinburg, from a little girl in elementary school all the way up to college, and now a married woman. All I know, I can’t wait to go back.


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Walkers, Weddings and Wine

While I’m excited it’s the weekend, I’m a little nervous for what’s to come. I mean there’s the usual errands and cleaning to do, but come Sunday night around 9 o’clock, it will be that time when my heart is once again ripped from my chest.


I’m still trying to catch up after the emotional overload that was last weekend. First of all, The Walking Dead…I wore black on Monday for a reason. After 7 seasons, these characters have become my family, and to lose more than one in the matter of an hour just can’t be forgotten. I literally felt my heart stop during the season premiere. At this point I don’t know if I’m sad, angry, numb or in denial. Did that really happen? It wasn’t the ideal ending to a pretty amazing weekend.

Last Saturday, I was a guest at my first Indian Wedding. Going into it, I didn’t really know what to expect, so I was a little anxious, but all of the research I did online suggested it would all end with a big party and lots of dancing. The websites did not steer me wrong, there was lots of dancing, and lots of sparkles, and if you know me, you can only image how happy I was.


If you are attending an Indian Wedding, and don’t know what to expect, just know the ceremony will be on the longer side, ice cream will be served, and don’t be surprised if many of the guests stand around and talk during the ceremony. There will also be a break between the ceremony and reception to rest up and change into your dancing shoes. It will be a fun day no matter what, so just go with the flow.


While the break between ceremony and reception is meant for resting up for a long evening, it’s silly to waste time when your sister is in town from New York City. We didn’t want to waste a moment. We did relax though, by the pool, at Westgate Vacation Villas. And the best way to relax is with a 42 oz. Strawberry Daiquiri. Don’t worry, we shared.


We continued the weekend with the ultimate Sunday Funday by eating and drinking around the world at Epcot Food & Wine Festive. My fourth time this year!!!


Everyone always asks me what my favorites are, but it’s just so hard to choose. I would highly recommend  Jalapeno Margarita and Enchilada in Mexico, Boeuf Bourguignon in France and the Artist Palette of Wine and Cheese at the Wine and Dine Studio…mmm.  There are 30 unique kiosks this year, so be sure to pace yourself.

And with that, I’m off. Probably heading back to Epcot one last time before Food and Wine ends on November 14.

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It’s been a hard week. It’s been a hard week for America.  It’s been a hard week as an Orlando native.  The saving grace of it all is to see how my community has come together to support each other through this tough time.  We’ve let go of the political prejudice, cultural divide and racial tension, and come together as a city.


It’s sometimes hard for me to express my emotions, in fact, really hard.  I always want to appear happy and strong.  I don’t know if that’s something that I learned from my parents, or from growing up as a first born and always trying to be someone my younger sister would look up to, but that’s just who I am.  This week though has been so hard.  I’m not happy and I’m not strong.  I’m sad, hurt, shocked, numb, and just want to cry at times, but I feel ashamed.  It’s true though.  Orlando is my home.  I was born in Orlando Regional Medical Center, the scene of so much horror and chaos in the early hours of Sunday morning.  I’ve not only passed by Pulse nightclub over 100 times in my life, but I’ve had some amazing times at that club. I just cannot believe something like this could happen in my backyard.

Then I’m just expected to go back to work and continue as usual, when I know my home, my family, is grieving.  I’ll admit, it’s been tough to think of anything else for the last 48 hours.  I’ve watched interviews from survivors and those who have lost friends and family and I just think, that could have easily been my friend, my family.


While the air feels solemn at times here in Orlando, it also feels empowering.  Together we are stronger.  There is evil in the world, but good can overpower.  Reach out and hug the person next to you. Orlando has faced a great nightmare, but it can once again be a place where dreams come true #OrlandoStrong


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