Two weekends ago my family flew to Washington for my cousin’s wedding. It was beautiful and so classy! I wanted to share a few photos from the trip with you today.The flowers at Pike’s Place Market were incredible.Grandkids with grandparents. We all grew up pretty nicely, if I do say so myself!Handsome ladsSibsAwwwwwwRehearsal dinner!Geez I love this picture almost as much as I loved the mimosas we drank at brunch!
Trey lets me
steal taste his birthday ice cream.
Campus is so pretty!
Isaac and Katey got engaged and we threw them a little party!
I got glasses.
*I have passed away from heat exhaustion and am writing this from my grave, which is air conditioned.
Texas, why are you so hot? Why do you burn me when I try to touch the steering wheel of my car? And how come you never seem to dip below 80 degrees, even at night?
I would like to go outside for more than ten minutes this summer. I would like to walk from my car to my office without sweating through my shirt. I would like to leave things in my car without fear of them melting. Is that too much to ask?
Texas, you’re a hot mess. And now I am too.
End of rant. Roll credits.
Last week we drove down to San Antonio for my friend Ruth’s art show. She is so talented! Here is her website ;p
It was my first time in San Antonio and I really liked it. The architecture was beautiful and I learned a lot about the Alamo, which is important, seeing as I’m a Texan now!
That face is the face of an employed woman! I got a job, folks. A real, grown-up job with benefits and money and stuff. I will leave it frustratingly vague because #privacy, but now you know why I haven’t had time to blog– because looking for a job was a full-time job! Done and done. That’s a wrap.
A few weeks ago, I flew up to Chicago to visit my little brother. He is doing an internship in St. Jo, Michigan, and he drove down to pick me up. We spent the morning in Chicago (it’s so cool!), and then headed up to Michigan. The lake was HUGE and gorgeous. I was having cognitive dissonance– I kept saying, “This has to be the ocean!!!” and Isaac kept saying, “No, Micah. It’s a lake. I promise.” It was so much fun and I definitely recommend Michigan to anyone looking for a beautiful, affordable trip to the coast.
This quote really got me today. I think it is the most true definition of loneliness I have ever read. What do you think of it?
I want to tell you about the best gift I’ve ever received. I’ve received some pretty awesome gifts in my 23 years on Earth (new camera, laptop, trip to NYC!). But the gift I received this past February surpasses them all.
As you may know from reading this blog, I was in a grad program in Germany. After several months, a pit began to form in my stomach. With dawning horror, I slowly realized that this program was not the right fit for me. The reasons were varied (the classes aren’t interesting, Germany is cold, etc.), but I just knew. However, I have never quit anything big before in my life. I didn’t identify with the term “Quitter” on any level. I’d dedicated so much time, energy and money to this grad program. Should I just stick it out for another year and a half? I’d certainly given it the old college try, but maybe I could try a bit longer?
But I knew in my heart it was time to go. So with trembling hands, I called my parents to tell them I was dropping out. They had spent equal amounts of time, energy and money on this endeavor with me. They’d fielded my teary phone calls when I was homesick and lonely, helped me gather the insane amount of necessary visa paperwork, sent me care packages at Thanksgiving, and even booked tickets to come visit me. So, so much. And now I was telling them I planned to leave without a degree!
As the Facetime video rang, my nerves mounted. They answered, and I immediately started to cry. Through tears, I choked out, “I’ve decided I want to leave my grad program and move home.”
“Congratulations! We are so proud of you for making this tough decision. We love you and your room at home is always ready.”
THAT was the best gift I’ve ever received.
The knowledge that no matter what I do or don’t do, my parents love and support me. Looking back at it now, I should have known they would react that way. After all, that’s what parents do: they love unconditionally. Unfortunately, though, not all parents are great at loving their kids through their failures or directional changes. But my parents’ reaction will stay with me forever. It inspires me to be the same way with my children one day, and I’m sure I will understand a whole lot more once I become a mama.
The other great part of this experience? It helped me realize that people don’t care about what you do as much as you care. They just want you to be happy, so stop stressing!
We can all give the gift of unconditional love to the people in our lives. I try to every day, and I hope this post can encourage you to do the same 🙂
Hi! Remember me? Good. I’m back to rant about something that has been bothering me lately. Ready? Okay, let’s go.
If I had a dollar for the number of times someone has said to me, “You’re so young! The world is your oyster! Oh to be young again!” or some other wistful, care-free cliché, I would have approximately 105 dollars. Which isn’t even enough to replace the breaks of my Honda. But still, it’s a lot.
Our culture is obsessed with youth. We glorify it like nobody’s business: young love, beauty, sexy bodies, travel, wanderlust, wild spirit, no responsibilities, spring break in Cabo, nary a care in the world. The list goes on.
Well, I am almost 24. I have been out of college for two solid years. And I want to tell you that being young is not. always. that. fun. Examples for your review:
-Need a job? Not enough experience.
-Need professional clothes to get said job? Not enough money.
-Not sure what you want to do? There are millions of options to disorient you and confuse the living daylights out of you until you have decision fatigue and are paralyzed.
-Who are you going to marry?
-Student loans. Yeah.
-Where should you live? Choose wisely, because it will “set your path”…
-An old lady at church just asked if you’ve graduated high school yet…
-Here’s another UNPAID internship (AKA slave labor) to “build your resume”.
Being young has less responsibilities than, say, being a parent. I’ll give you that. But it also has far less stability and support. No one else is going to get the groceries, not even once. It’s all you. I have moved seven times in the last six years. It’s exhausting. But you know what’s more exhausting? Trying to buy into the youth-glorifying culture that our society sells. I get caught up in what people think I should or should not be doing. I have friends that say “You shouldn’t tie yourself down! Just be single and go backpacking through Europe for the next five years! It’ll be great!” Then other friends who say, “You should start your career already! You’re behind the rest of us who jumped in the day after graduation.”
I honestly don’t think there is a right or wrong. Everyone has to struggle through this decade of immense transition and change. I just wish older people would stop making me feel bad for not enjoying it all the time. Because the truth is, there’s a 99.99% chance that if they could push a button and go back to age 24, they wouldn’t! My mentor and friend in her 50’s, when asked, said, “I do not envy you! So many big decisions to be made at your age. I wouldn’t want to go back.” WORD.
Listen, I know getting older has its negatives. No doubt. I’m just saying that every age and stage of life, without exception, has its negatives. And I want to work to change our culture to one that is more open and honest about those challenges. Maybe this blog post can make a dent in the conversation.
Are you with me? Let’s start together.
Hello from the great state of Texas. I am readjusting to America day by day: free water, small talk, giant trucks everywhere! It’s been so nice to spend time with my brother and boyfriend. My parents return from their travels on May 8th and I can’t wait to see them too. These photos were taken on Easter. Don’t these guys look handsome?! Anyways, that’s me, folks. Leave me a comment about what’s new with you these days!