I have been inside my new house for about five months now, and I still have boxes that have yet to be unpacked sitting in my garage (ahem...my husband's soon to be "man room" that he ever so subtly reminds me of on a weekly basis). I read in a magazine once, that if you can keep something packed away for six months or more without missing it, or without recalling exactly what's inside, you can safely assume that it's time to toss it. I would love to justify my own five months waiting period as means to get rid of some of my things from my former life as a "Miss," but honestly, I just haven't made time to do it.
In fact the only time I really go out there is to rummage through things, searching for a specific item (my closed-toed snake print heels that make me look mature yet oh so fashionable, or a bottle of red wine left over from our wedding to make some sangria to enjoy with dinner). Sometimes in life though, the things you find that you weren't looking for, are the things you end up needing the most.
A few nights ago, I was hurriedly searching for my suit blazer (which, I ended up not needing) and I stumbled across an old journal I kept when I had just moved to Texas and started school. Reading it completely took me back to where I was when I wrote it. I got knots in my throat as I browsed through the not-so-good days and felt my lips involuntarily forming a smile as I recalled the better days. The words on the page were strange, yet familiar at the same time. This person was not who I am anymore. This person was a teenager, unsure of her future, and away from home for the first time in her life. This person woke up everyday wondering if she had made the right decision to come all the way to Texas for school (or if her mother would ever forgive her for this decision). This person didn't really know what she wanted out of life, not specifically, and had no plan to get there. This person often questioned who she was, her personality, sense of humor, way of thinking, and stifled these characteristics in order to camouflage her differences with her surroundings.
Seven years later, this is not who I am. I'm self-assured, mature, a home owner, decisive, newly married, comfortable in my own skin...happy (not to mention I have a plan for just about everything in my life -- just ask my hubby). As strange as this may sound, every now and then I need a good reminder of how far I've come. The "present" doesn't always seem like a gift until you are reminded of your past (that's all me -- quote me on it).
Which brings me to why I finally decided to start this blog.
Life is happening all around us. We are constantly changing, evolving, and being made better. Life's diversities are continuously chipping away at us in an effort to whittle a masterpiece. The older I get, however, I am realizing that the beauty is not in the finished product, but rather in the journey. I have only been married a short five months and what a journey it's been already! This blog will be a way for me to document my life in the present, for me to reminisce on seven years from now.
I invite you all to join me on this trip from "Miss" to "Mrs." and everything that comes with it. I will share everything with you -- the good (recipes I am perfecting, budgeting tips I pick up, my favorite things, quotes I love), the bad (the trials and tribulations of newlywed-dom) and the ugly (food for thought on things I've been through or learned the hard way).
-- K.A.T.
Disclaimer: I am a writer at heart, so I tend to ramble at times... My husband says I go on and on, but I am a visual person, and I am trying to paint a picture with my words. Just to be clear, this blog will probably be full of these "long, detailed pictures." Don't say I didn't warn you.
In fact the only time I really go out there is to rummage through things, searching for a specific item (my closed-toed snake print heels that make me look mature yet oh so fashionable, or a bottle of red wine left over from our wedding to make some sangria to enjoy with dinner). Sometimes in life though, the things you find that you weren't looking for, are the things you end up needing the most.
A few nights ago, I was hurriedly searching for my suit blazer (which, I ended up not needing) and I stumbled across an old journal I kept when I had just moved to Texas and started school. Reading it completely took me back to where I was when I wrote it. I got knots in my throat as I browsed through the not-so-good days and felt my lips involuntarily forming a smile as I recalled the better days. The words on the page were strange, yet familiar at the same time. This person was not who I am anymore. This person was a teenager, unsure of her future, and away from home for the first time in her life. This person woke up everyday wondering if she had made the right decision to come all the way to Texas for school (or if her mother would ever forgive her for this decision). This person didn't really know what she wanted out of life, not specifically, and had no plan to get there. This person often questioned who she was, her personality, sense of humor, way of thinking, and stifled these characteristics in order to camouflage her differences with her surroundings.
Seven years later, this is not who I am. I'm self-assured, mature, a home owner, decisive, newly married, comfortable in my own skin...happy (not to mention I have a plan for just about everything in my life -- just ask my hubby). As strange as this may sound, every now and then I need a good reminder of how far I've come. The "present" doesn't always seem like a gift until you are reminded of your past (that's all me -- quote me on it).
Which brings me to why I finally decided to start this blog.
Life is happening all around us. We are constantly changing, evolving, and being made better. Life's diversities are continuously chipping away at us in an effort to whittle a masterpiece. The older I get, however, I am realizing that the beauty is not in the finished product, but rather in the journey. I have only been married a short five months and what a journey it's been already! This blog will be a way for me to document my life in the present, for me to reminisce on seven years from now.
I invite you all to join me on this trip from "Miss" to "Mrs." and everything that comes with it. I will share everything with you -- the good (recipes I am perfecting, budgeting tips I pick up, my favorite things, quotes I love), the bad (the trials and tribulations of newlywed-dom) and the ugly (food for thought on things I've been through or learned the hard way).
-- K.A.T.
Disclaimer: I am a writer at heart, so I tend to ramble at times... My husband says I go on and on, but I am a visual person, and I am trying to paint a picture with my words. Just to be clear, this blog will probably be full of these "long, detailed pictures." Don't say I didn't warn you.
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