Today is your memorial and I can’t be there because it’s 2,000 miles away. And to be quite honest, I probably wouldn’t have the guts to show up anyway. When people die we tend to glorify them and all the good times. And I love having those memories to look back on, but we had some pretty bad times, too. I think that’s why I’m having such a hard time with accepting that you’re really gone. Forever.
The story of how we met will forever be my favorite. Mostly because I think it’s hilarious! And I know you did, too. It’s been four years now since we first “encountered” each other, back in the ol’ Tinder days. We matched but unfortunately you were just passing through St. Louis for the night on a bachelor party trip. So we never met up, but we did decided to follow each other on Instagram (I’m pretty sure that was your idea). Over the next two years we liked each others pictures and left a few comments here and there. Commenting the heart eyes emoji was your favorite and I’m not going to lie, it boosted my confidence when you did. Continue reading
Ten months ago, I packed up all my belongings and moved 2,000 miles away from everything I had ever known. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I knew it would be an adventure. And quite the adventure it has been!
I’m so grateful for the opportunity I’ve had to live out here. I worked for the best family I could have ever dreamed of working for and fell in love with their two kiddos. I never imagined I would be able to say that I can do all the things I’m capable of doing now. For example: getting up early every morning, having a hot breakfast on the table, while packing two lunches, getting two kids to school on time, as well as keeping up with their after school activities. It’s a lot harder than it sounds! I guess it could be considered the norm for some people my age, but I never thought I would see the day when I was domesticated. And the crazier part is, I didn’t mind it. I borderline liked it! But, not enough to do it for the rest of my life – for someone else’s kids, that is. I figure one day I’ll have kids of my own and I’ll have to deal with them… but this was GREAT practice for the future. Those two kids taught me so much and showed me the ability to love unlike I’ve ever loved before. Continue reading
God has perfect timing; never early, never late. It takes a little patience and a whole lot of faith… but it’s worth the wait.
First and foremost, I want to apologize for how negligent I’ve been. Things have been crazy in my personal life, putting my blog and YouTube on the back burner for awhile. With that being said, I have some big, big, BIG changes happening. It has taken a lot of planning, soul searching, and getting past my fears. TODAY I will be packing up my little car and moving across the country to San Diego, California!
For as long as I can remember I have wanted to be a hairstylist. And for the past year I’ve been living out that part of my dream working at St. Louis’ top salon with some of the best hairstylists in the business! But the second part of “the dream” was to be a hairstylist in California. I’m not sure what it was that has always drawn me there, but California seemed like the place to be. It’s a funny thing because I think I was 15 years old when I decided that’s where I wanted to end up and I had never actually been there! I can count on one hand, specifically two fingers, how many times I’ve visited and both times have been some of my most memorable vacations. Continue reading