Today is my last day at my job of nearly 5 years! It’s scary, but also very exciting because I know God has some amazing things in store for me. In honour of my last day, here is a line up of (nearly) all of the shirts I have designed since my internship at @thebridgetc. And this is just the fun stuff.. you should see how many other materials I’ve designed here for the last 5 years! Took me nearly a day to copy everything to a flash drive.
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Start a new tradition with Christmas dinner at @boothonechicago located in @ambassadorchicago. Open both Christmas Eve and Christmas RVSP at boothone.com
@chefbengoodnick’s burger looks so good that we can hardly believe it’s plant-based! Our tomatoes are the perfect topping for any type of burger. #ISpyMightyVine⠀
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only 5 net carbs and 19 grams of protein and it’s plant based
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December 15, 2017 - Today I am grateful for my Mom, Therese Mary Paderta. I remember being woken up 25 years ago today around 2:00 AM by my sister Laura Paderta-Delisi. I remember that day so clearly. It all began the prior evening. After school I had swim team practice, and I had just come home. Not long after Mom had said to me that the doctors told Her that She had just six months left to live. I remember spending most of the evening in my room crying and being sad that She would not be around much longer, unbeknownst to me that She had just hours left. After a surgery a year prior to remove a spot from Her lung and after experiencing radiation treatments, things were looking up. Then Halloween of 1992 came around, and Mom just was never strong again from that time forward.
Fast forward to the early morning of Tuesday, December 15, 1992. Laura nudged me and said, "Mom's dead." I had been lying on the couch that evening. The next few hours are a bit of a haze. I faintly remember the paramedics coming in, walking past me, going to Mom and Dad's bedroom, and coming back carrying Her out. Later my Aunt Josie, her family, and a bunch of Laura's friends came over. This was still very early in the morning. This is where my childhood to some degree ended. I may had still been 15 years old, but I was now an adult. It was time to do adult things. Once it was light out Dad, Laura, and I got dressed and began to plan for the next few days. We went to Malec & Sons Funeral Home and then St. Adalbert Cemetery to plan out the funeral and pick out a grave. I clearly remember being at the cemetery, it was a cold, overcast, and dreary day, and there was a constant light rain falling. I clearly remember standing at Her (and eventually Dad's grave site.
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Cloud Gate, o ponto turístico que é a marca de Chicago. ⠀
Mas o que quero falar dessa foto é do momento em que ela foi tirada. Em um dia que estive sozinha por lá, sem pressa e puder apreciar verdadeiramente essa obra, essa cidade e um momento só meu. ⠀
♀️Sem me preocupar com aulas de inglês, trabalho, posts pro blog ou com a foto perfeita. Era só eu e o meu sonho de intercâmbio sendo realizado. ⠀
Foi ali que respirei fundo e percebi que tudo que planejei com tanto carinho estava acontecendo... que sensação boa me traz essa foto! Por Grasi