25, A Quarter of a Century!

This past Saturday I turned 25, one of those milestone birthdays. I’m still trying to process how I feel about it; I mean I am a quarter of a century now! There may have been a slight midlife crisis. I decided to do kind things on the week leading up to my birthday.  I…

1.       Picked up trash. I live across from a school and now that it’s summer I’ve noticed a big increase in the amount of trash that is left on the field and court. I play tennis and often take the dog(s) and my niece over to the field and courts to run around and it’s not a pretty sight with all the trash. I took gloves and a trash bag and picked up as much as I could.

2.       I brought in chocolate chip cookies (store bought) to work! It was Thursday and I thought having nice treats helps push through the day!

3.       I left flowers at the cemetery.  This might sound morbid and it wasn’t my original idea but it turned out to be a memory I’ll remember forever. I got a dozen white roses and placed a single rose on different tombstones throughout the cemetery. My husband’s biological father was laid to rest in this specific cemetery, so we walked around until we found his spot. It was my husband’s first time visiting and we realized that his dad’s birthday was just the day before. It was over all an endearing moment.

4.       Donate food to the women’s shelter. I went through my pantry and picked out all the canned goods that would be expiring in the next few weeks. I also went to my local grocery store and bought a few items, such as cereal, pastas, and more canned goods.

5.       Donate different items to the Children’s Hospital. I spent the morning of my birthday dropping off coloring books and crayons. I had never been to the Children’s Hospital but got to see a little of all the great things that they do there to help children. There was an artist at the lobby who was playing guitar and singing. I also got to see children talking live at the Ryan Seacrest studio. I did have plans to donate blood as well (it would have been my first time) but unfortunately my iron levels were too low.

In the past, my birthdays were always big. Big as in, growing up I always had a party… clowns and puppeteers were included! As a teen and young adult, I always celebrated with a lot of friends – sometimes ALL week long. This year, I really wanted to keep it simple. I spent the evening at home having dinner and cake with my family – followed by opening presents! Afterwards, I went out for a few drinks with my husband at a new restaurant that opened a few minutes away from my house. I can’t wait to see what being twenty-five brings me, but it’s still weird to think I am closer to thirty than ever before.

5K on a Saturday

Have you ever been so proud of someone that you almost can’t formulate the word to express just how much? That’s where I’m at. My husband ran his first 5K a couple of weeks ago, benefitting RAINN – the organization for the National Sexual Assault hotline. He was very active on social media on the months leading up to the event. He posted helpful resources for both survivors and family/friends of survivors. He shared stories that really resonated with him and made it a point to be a leaning shoulder for anyone who may need it. I admire his strength and openness on a topic that many choose to ignore. He trained a few weeks for the race and it definitely paid off! He finished his 5K in 13th place at 24:50. It was really awesome to see people come together to support victims of sexual assault. We are looking for other 5K’s in the DC area so if anyone knows of any coming up, let me know!

 

 

 

Why I Started This Blog

Why am I starting this? Thats a pretty big questions and I could take at least an hour answering it. This is something I’ve wanted to do for a long time. A space where I can gather my thoughts, memories, and pictures. I’ve always loved documenting my life. I think it stems for my love of photography. Growing up, my mom was always taking pictures or videos of our lives. She passed that on to me. I started taking pictures when I was about 8, with disposable cameras. I wish disposable cameras would make a come back. I got my first “real” camera when I was about 10, a Polaroid! Shortly after that, I got my first film camera. Through the years I have gone through several, and I mean SEVERAL cameras, usually upgrading along the way, but I still LOVE the vintage and film best. I was also that kid that kept a dairy. At one point, I even shared an on going “friendship dairy” with a small group of girls, we would pass a journal amongst each other… it was quiet special. I’ve lost all the journals through out the years. When Xenga (before myspace) was a “thing,” I was always blogging after school, so I think its time I pick it back up.

Other than my love of documenting, my grandparents are a big reason for this. Both passed away too soon. I deeply cherish the memories I have with them but I desperately wish I would have asked about their childhood, and life over all more. Having this digital space not only lets me look back on my own memories but will also be available to anyone who one day may wonder about me. My life has changed so much in the last few years. From graduating college, working at Disney, getting married, getting a real adult job, and turning 25 soon…. I want to make sure I remember it all.