This weekend, I found myself browsing through old scrapbooks, journals, and photo albums. I caught myself easily falling back into the pages upon pages of my life history; imagining myself in the photos at the time they were taken. It made me a little sad realizing that a lot has changed. I’ve made new friends, and lost some old ones. I follow what’s in my heart which leads me to no longer trust some old friends. I find myself missing the simple times I used to share with those I hold dear, whether it be sitting in Barnes & Noble until 11PM reading astrology and drinking Starbucks green tea on a Saturday night or foolishly cooking pesto pasta after downing two bottles of pinot noir. These are the times I miss the most and I now know how easy it is to take moments such as these for granted.
I’ve always thought of myself as a gracious person. I always want to help others, and I truly appreciate the beauty in every living thing on this earth. But I know there are times where I do take things for granted. So I’d just like to take a moment to say thank you. Thank you to my incredible family, amazing friends, and inspiring coworkers for all the moments we’ve shared. Those moments have helped to shape and mold me, and have helped me start to define who I truly am.