Happy Father’s Day Dad! They don’t celebrate Father’s Day here in Germany, but I sure as heck won’t let that stop me from celebrating you today! I was in Germany last Fathers Day as well, so we haven’t been together for it in quite a while, but I hope you know how much I love and respect you. I don’t always do the best job of showing it, but I am incredibly honored to call you my dad. I won the lottery where fathers are concerned. I’ll see you again before we know it!
Happy Fathers Day!
The other day I ran into one of my neighbors from my childhood home. She asked about my family and how everyone was doing and when I mentioned my mother, she said, “Ah, I remember watching your mother sitting out on the cult de sac. She was holding a baby in her lap, reading a book, and making sure you and your brother were playing nicely all at the same time. She always remained so calm and collected, no matter what!”
This memory did not surprise me one bit. My mother has always been a calming presence everywhere she goes, yet still manages to get a million things done. She is the only one who can talk me down from whatever ledge I’ve worked myself onto that day, and knows me well enough to talk sense into my head when all sense is gone! She brings perspective, focus and energy to whatever she does, yet never overwhelms or calls attention to herself.
Once when I asked her how she does it all she said, “My highs aren’t too high and my lows aren’t too low.” She takes the middle road. Her mild disposition helps get her through the rocky times and brings stability to those in her life who tend towards the more dramatic (AKA myself). But she is also a great cheerleader when something wonderful happens, and knows how to throw a killer party!
This is her first Mother’s Day without her own mother, something that is utterly unimaginable to me. So I want to say it loud and clear while I still can– HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY MOM! You were made for this exhausting, all-consuming, often thankless job. I hope it has been rewarding and that we kids make you proud. You deserve to be celebrated every day.
Well hello there friends! How are you on this romantic holiday? I must admit, I’ve never made much fuss about Valentines day. Maybe it’s because I’ve never had a proper valentine (besides you Dad!) or maybe it’s just my personality, but it’s always been a fairly normal day for me. I guess that just means that when I do have a full-blown valentine one day in the future, it will be all the more special!
This weekend I went on a retreat in Santa Barbara with an organization on campus. I had no cell service, so I was able to fully unplug and enjoy the nature around me. I could totally see myself living in Santa Barbara one day– the vibes are right on.
Anyways, what did you do today to celebrate the love in your life? Who do you appreciate, be it romantically or otherwise?
P.s. The photo is of my latte this afternoon #basicwhitegirl
Growing up, the first day of school was always a HUGE deal. I would spend hours the night before painstakingly picking out the perfect outfit and packing my backpack. Then in the morning, my mom would make Potato Pancakes and take our picture on the front step before we headed out. My brother and I walked the three blocks to school together for many years, mostly in silence because we were so tired. But those were some of my favorite moments. Just walking quietly side by side.
Today is the first day of my semester. And while there is not quite as much pomp and circumstance, I still can’t help but feel a bit excited. Sure, it means a whole lot of work and stress, but it also means new friendships, skills, and opportunities. I can’t wait to see what the next four months hold, and I’m thankful you, sweet readers, are along for the ride. Have a good one!
Hello lovely readers, how are you on this fine Tuesday? I am both relaxed and melancholy. Why, you ask? Relaxed because I had a fun, rejuvenating Labor day weekend, but melancholy because this holiday marks the end of summer in my mind. And this summer was one for the books. Although the weather in Southern California doesn’t change more than a few degrees, and the trees generally keep their green leaves, fall is undeniably in the air. School is back in full swing and life is settling into a consistent routine. Life takes on a faster pace, and my to-do list grows longer with each passing day. But if summer never ended, it would loose it’s magic. So as sad as it is to say goodbye, it was a good kind of sadness. I know summer will visit these parts again before we know it!
Keep scrolling for a few photos of our summer send off.
My little brother visited me at school for the weekend. We went to an outdoor church, drank delicious coffee, and watched the sunset at El Matador beach. The waves were threateningly large, so we opted to stay on the sand, but the sunset did not disappoint!
^Aren’t little brothers just the best? Most of the time anyways…:p
Monday afternoon we drove to a family friend’s house for our annual Labor Day BBQ! I adore traditions, and this one is no exception. I always look forward to hanging by the pool, playing card games, and eating unhealthy amounts of food.
^My little brother took most of these photos- is he talented or what?
And so, dear Summer, I bit you adieu! You’ve been good to me. Until next time.
P.s. Below I’ve complied a few of my favorite posts I’ve written this summer, I hope you enjoy rereading them as much as I did. Have a wonderful (short) week friends.
A Happy List
Why Children Make The Best Teachers
The ABC’s Of Hildesheim
What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up?
A Happy (German) Birthday
Amsterdam: A City Guide
Question of the Day
Do you have any Labor Day traditions?