I love Fall, most of all. The changing of the seasons feels more important this time of year than any other somehow. Next favorite or significant is the change from Winter to Spring. The rest all blends together, to me.
Pumpkin patches, crafts, leaves everywhere... excuses to have cocoa with lots of marshmallows...
Mugs get more significant, and pillows. Home decor as well.
My kids love the cozy vibes.
Well now I'm 35. It was a blast from the past, going back through some of these entries over the last few days. I can't believe I've been using this blog since I was 18.
If my friends and family type their names into the search blog bar, or search by date in the sidebar, all the old photos and stories still come up.
Almost 20 years, I've had this archive of memories. I think about how that's most of my life. How beautiful it is to see an order, or undercurrent, to all the ups and downs. I would get kind of self-concious about my feelings, and it's easy to stereotype some of my ramblings as young, or erring on the depressive, but I was, and once I get over that, there's some real nuggets of wisdom I was leaving 'future me'. With the advantage of hindsight, I look at the arcs of my different phases and am really touched.
I was telling my husband after the kids went to bed last night, about this. I started this a few weeks after we met, September 2006, when we just arrived in New York City to start college and 'adulthood'. I think I was always in love with him, but didn't really know it, or have the chance to really figure it out until we were ready. There are posts I was too self concious to leave up, where I said I wish my soulmate would get here already, that I'm told I already know him though. Other posts where people would talk about when I'm famous like it wasn't a question. Quotes by Charles Bronson, and Tyler Durden, as if those were my role models. A story from my dad saying I was a ferocious baby, who once tore up a calendar page of a dog I didn't like.
I made a little slideshow of all the images, over the years, to commemorate the occasion.
I love Fall, most of all. The changing of the seasons feels more important this time of year than any other somehow. Next favorite or signi...
