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hello, yes, hi, it's me, hello, hi, here i am!
it has been a year since i checked in last.
i think, maybe, that it was the biggest year of my life so far. being 30 was really hard but also really productive and really satisfying. i grew and i dared myself to aim higher than i ever have before and i promised my life to my very favorite person on the planet.
one of my coworkers carried around a tiny piece of paper folded up in her wallet with her for her entire 29th year. on it was a list of 30 things she wanted to do before turning 30. she had such a good list! hers were, like, super legit: eat something you grew, complete an art project for your home, build a hammock, ride a bike across the golden gate bridge.. like serious "dare to dream" challenges and goals. and she did them! she did them all! though, not by the her thirtieth birthday -- but she did finish them all her thirtieth year.
this inspired me and i scribbled my own list.
it lived in the back of my journal, with little secrets and wishes that i was too scared to even breathe to another person out loud. i didn't complete them all, but i did check the biggest marks off.
let's see, let's see....
i bought a house, i registered to sit for my licensure examinations, i killed myself studying/passed/registered as a licensed designer.. i ate at bern's steakhouse for the very first time with a slew of babes that i play bunco with once a month.. i took a very impromptu trip with friends to ireland (two birds, one stone).. i tackled a close.. i ripped all the vines off my fences and survived the sting of a wasp.. i walked my dog to a nearby park.. i perfected the cat eyed liner .. i practiced victory rolls (though never wore them out).. and, most improbable seeming of all, i got married
casey asked me to marry him one june morning last summer. we were in atlanta to see morrissey (the earliest, closest stop on his southeast tour) and my mind was fully engrossed on our breakfast spread and trip to the aquarium that was to follow. that may be why i didn't notice why casey had an upset stomach. or why he prompted me to "look nice for our day in atlanta." or why he didn't sleep the night before so well.
we ate and ate and on the way out, popped into the photobooth that this hip little spot housed near its front door. that's nothing new, we do a photobooth every chance we get. but after the first flash went off, i heard him say my name, looked down, and there was a ring in my face. a ring!
"is that for me?!" FLASH
yes!
"is this for real?!" FLASH
yes!
completely disorienting, dizzying, overwhelming fun.
the very best thirty seconds of my life.
seven months later, we were married, my examinations were over, and we welcomed our first nephew into the family! yes, a slurry of events and emotion; every kind of stress you can imagine, the highs, the lows, all of it.
it was beautiful.
2015 was beautiful.
and now my heart is full.
it has been a year since i checked in last.
i think, maybe, that it was the biggest year of my life so far. being 30 was really hard but also really productive and really satisfying. i grew and i dared myself to aim higher than i ever have before and i promised my life to my very favorite person on the planet.
one of my coworkers carried around a tiny piece of paper folded up in her wallet with her for her entire 29th year. on it was a list of 30 things she wanted to do before turning 30. she had such a good list! hers were, like, super legit: eat something you grew, complete an art project for your home, build a hammock, ride a bike across the golden gate bridge.. like serious "dare to dream" challenges and goals. and she did them! she did them all! though, not by the her thirtieth birthday -- but she did finish them all her thirtieth year.
this inspired me and i scribbled my own list.
it lived in the back of my journal, with little secrets and wishes that i was too scared to even breathe to another person out loud. i didn't complete them all, but i did check the biggest marks off.
let's see, let's see....
i bought a house, i registered to sit for my licensure examinations, i killed myself studying/passed/registered as a licensed designer.. i ate at bern's steakhouse for the very first time with a slew of babes that i play bunco with once a month.. i took a very impromptu trip with friends to ireland (two birds, one stone).. i tackled a close.. i ripped all the vines off my fences and survived the sting of a wasp.. i walked my dog to a nearby park.. i perfected the cat eyed liner .. i practiced victory rolls (though never wore them out).. and, most improbable seeming of all, i got married
casey asked me to marry him one june morning last summer. we were in atlanta to see morrissey (the earliest, closest stop on his southeast tour) and my mind was fully engrossed on our breakfast spread and trip to the aquarium that was to follow. that may be why i didn't notice why casey had an upset stomach. or why he prompted me to "look nice for our day in atlanta." or why he didn't sleep the night before so well.
we ate and ate and on the way out, popped into the photobooth that this hip little spot housed near its front door. that's nothing new, we do a photobooth every chance we get. but after the first flash went off, i heard him say my name, looked down, and there was a ring in my face. a ring!
"is that for me?!" FLASH
yes!
"is this for real?!" FLASH
yes!
completely disorienting, dizzying, overwhelming fun.
the very best thirty seconds of my life.
seven months later, we were married, my examinations were over, and we welcomed our first nephew into the family! yes, a slurry of events and emotion; every kind of stress you can imagine, the highs, the lows, all of it.
it was beautiful.
2015 was beautiful.
and now my heart is full.