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Vicki originates from sunny San Diego, but she's living and loving life in New York City as a recent Fordham University graduate and as an HR/Executive Assistant at her first job! In her spare time she loves to explore New York City, especially the food and theatre scene.
March 27th, 2015

“You’re so happy all the time. I mean you smile all the time!”
I couldn’t even begin to fathom how much this phrase has been said to me my whole life. Before I get into the thick of it, I truthfully do smile A LOT. Sometimes I think my face just naturally stretches that way. However, my smile tricks many people into thinking that I am happy all the time, when in truth I fall more towards the opposite track. I am harder on myself than anyone else could ever be, so I tend to really chastise myself. I fall into the rut of “I can do better” or “I’m not good enough for [x] or able to be [Y].” Especially as a millennial straight out of college, thousands of questions about my life’s direction can really knock…

March 23rd, 2015

Though the main goal of this Lent was to add to my life through prayer and quiet time, I thought it worthy to at least give up ONE thing. This Lent meant giving up Seamless. For those outside the universe of the urban city, Seamless is both a website and app where you order takeout online. At the click of a couple buttons, you can have sushi, pizza, spaghetti, etc. delivered to you within an hour. In a city like New York, the options are endless. However, the ease of Seamless comes with an easier excuse to stay in and shut myself away. At my first year of work, I would use Seamless so often that I would never leave my desk nor go out and get some fresh air. I would stare at my computer, then grab food, then stare straight back at my computer.…

March 20th, 2015

If everyone who has ever watched a movie has a go-to quote in their pocket, then the title quote is mine. This year marks the 50th anniversary of the landmark movie, with promotions everywhere reminding me of  the fact that since my mom bought the DVD for me as a middle-school student, no other movie has touched me as much since. Thus, you can ask any of my friends, I declare The Sound of Music as my favorite movie of all time. Yes, it can be quite sugary to take in, and everyone’s life seems kind of perfect (I mean, that was quite a clean escape from the Nazis). However, it’s a film that’s meant so much to me over the years.
First, I am a musical lover through and through. The style of Rodgers and Hammerstein steals my heart,…

March 14th, 2015

7:00PM on the subway line from work, I step on to a half-full train car. By some luck, I find a seat and plop myself in for the (hopefully) half-hour commute home. It’s been another day of exercise, tasks, and projects resulting in another long day and late night at work. I am exhausted, which also means that I am frustrated. When I am frustrated, my self-criticizing nature turns inward. I start questioning myself, including every single choice I have ever made in my life.
            This day turned out to be a tougher, and more emotional day than I expected. Though I was exhausted, I also felt drained and sad. Sitting on the train, I realized it might have been the first time that day that I sat and took time…

March 11th, 2015

Before Lent I barely prayed, and even if I did, it was always short with little reflection. Admittedly, I spent more time plugged into my computer, my phone, or my music than making time to pray. However, three weeks into Lent, I have felt great progress in the arena of personal prayer. Though I’m so happy about this progress on my own, it’s made me realize another deficiency in my prayer life: I find it hard to pray with others.
 
Why am I so afraid to pray with others? First, there’s the initial step of even asking. I would always be afraid that my act would be seen as silly, or maybe even pitiful. As a person with the personality who hates inconveniencing people, I normally analyze all my outcomes to a negative…

March 5th, 2015

I’ve always thought of myself as someone who’s never been afraid of change, mainly because I’m a person who isn’t super particular about keeping things the same. I’ve had friends come and go in my life. I’ve graduated high school, and more recently, just graduated college. I’ve moved coast to coast and lived in many different kinds of homes. I think that change comes with life, so I usually just go with the flow of it (I’ve usually attributed that to my southern California upbringing).
However I realized how this core belief within myself has been challenged throughout my first year outside of college. Though everything changed once college ended, all my friends and I kind of drastically changed…

March 2nd, 2015

Sometimes I have a strange burst of inspiration and motivation to do what I’ve always wanted to do, but never have done. This feeling hit me this past Sunday, when I started again to reflect on my Lenten promise to take care of myself for all the right reasons (rather than for vanity purposes). As I reflected,  I thought about the barely-used gym membership I have. My main excuse this year for not going to the gym has been my unpredictable work schedule, where random late nights have become apart of my life.
Well, if I couldn’t predict my evenings, I know that I can usually know beforehand what the early part of my day will look like. So I took the plunge, and signed up for a 6:45AM yoga class at my gym. I woke up early, got…

February 27th, 2015

*Spoiler Alert: If you haven’t watched the season finale of Parks and Recreation, stop reading now and go watch it. Then read this:            
This past Tuesday, NBC’s Parks and Recreation ended its seven season run with an emotional finale that had my roommate and me (definitely me more so) crying. All the characters I’ve grown to love got their happy endings, but even better, they got each other (what’s up Ann and Chris!).  Any fan of the show can attest to the witty, funny, and wonderful writing, led by a top-notch cast. After I dried up the tears from the floor, I had to think: Why do I love this show so much? Over the years, it’s made me laugh and cry, but so have many other shows. As I pondered…

February 25th, 2015

Two days ago, my best friend of 8 years married her fiancée after about a 1.5 year engagement. Around the time of her engagement, she asked me to be her maid-of-honor. Of course I enthusiastically said yes! My best friend found the love of her life, the first of any person in our friend group. From that moment, weddings plans went forward, invitations were sent, and rehearsals were planned. During the whole process, I was just excited to be a part of it all.
However, about a month ago, realization that the true wedding, not just plans in the air, was coming up hit me like a ton of bricks. Wasn’t it only yesterday that my Deanna and I had met in high school, clicking instantly as best friends? I reminisce so fondly of bonding…

February 21st, 2015

This past Ash Wednesday at the St. Paul the Apostle Church, I thought about how Jesus would die at the young age of 33, living a relatively short life. Yet in the desert, he decided to pause and take life at a slower pace. If I knew I would die at age 33, I think I’d be running all over the place, trying to do all the things I’ve wanted to do my whole life, maybe never wanting to stop until I could go no further. However, Jesus actually just STOPPED and prayed for 40 whole days. Why would he do that?
As I searched for that answer, I started asking the same question. If I knew that I had a set amount of time on this Earth, why would I ever choose to sit and stay still if given the choice to do otherwise?
As I pondered this, I stopped to reflect…

February 18th, 2015

“Hmmm… I’m going to give up junk food and eat better!”

-My words throughout the past several Lenten seasons (then picks up first available donut).…
In recent years, Lent has meant trying to give up unhealthy food, one of my greatest challenges throughout my life. I say this as a 22-year-old woman who has struggled for most of my life with being overweight. For so many Lents, I’d always tell myself to give up the chocolate, give up the junk food, etc. etc. However, even in my recent college years, this seemed harder than ever with the crazed school environment I lived in.
However, no longer am I the over-tired college student who graduated nearly a year ago, failing consistently for four years to be healthy.

September 24th, 2012
Growing up with a sibling who has autism

“God, why can’t I have a regular sister?”…
That’s a question I asked God a lot in my childhood prayers. The question encompassed all the bitterness, anger and resentment I harbored from being a sister to someone with autism. I knew I loved my sister, but why did she have to be different? When I was 7 or 8, I realized that I would not have the “typical” older sister, as seen on TV. The older sister that would take my side with mom and dad. The one that would give me advice on boys. The one who would teach me how to apply makeup or commiserate with me about the let downs of life.
Growing responsibility
In my early years, I was the happy-go-lucky child who dragged her sister along in mischievous

August 22nd, 2012

Transitioning to college or graduate school for the first — or third — time can uproot you physically, mentally and spiritually. It’s important to remember the things that will help you stay grounded and make these life changes some of the best experiences of your life.
Church. …Before moving to college, I had always gone to church with my parents, every Sunday without missing a beat. Now you’re on your own and it’s up to you to maintain that connection. When I started college, finding a church came easy because I go to a Catholic university with the physical church itself located less than a stone’s throw away from the dorm where I live. Find a nearby church and connect with the

August 10th, 2012

Country: Italy
Born: 1181/1182
Died: October 3, 1226
Religion: Roman Catholic
St. Francis was the founder of the Franciscan Order and is the Patron Saint of Ecology. Following the example of Christ, he lived in poverty and preached the Gospel to all around him.

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