give yourself the gift of remembering

Stories are my absolute favorite. I have sat for hours by a campfire, wayyy past my grandma's bedtime, asking her all the questions about her childhood. I have sat cross legged on a couch, bottles deep in wine, asking my father about his dad. And I have sat hours at the dinner table listening to my aunts and uncles on how they grew up. I love to know where people come from, how they got there, and to understand how it has shaped them into the person they are now.

I get a little sad thinking about how I don’t have many pictures of my life growing up. We only had one wall in my house with photos. All were outdated but my favorite photos were of people I didn’t remember. I loved being able to ask questions and listen to the story of the photo. Like the one of my uncle catching a giant swordfish. The same swordfish that hung above my TV for years in my first apartment. Or the one photo of my parents' wedding 30 years ago, before my mom dyed her hair signature blonde and my dad rocked a mustache. 

your wedding photos hold the memories of a new chapter of your life together

At home, you'll find me snuggling it up with my sweet baby girl Evelyn with my dog Ruby happily trying to get her turn. I'm a military wife so we move around a like. I like the new experiences but hate packing. I used to dance professionally so I love moving and grooving around. Honestly, awkward dancing is my jam. Traveling to new places makes me extremely happy. But my downfall is that I always plan my vacations around good food and drinks (but to me, thats the best part).  I’m weirdly obsessed with moss, love the smell of freshly vacuumed carpet and I wish calories didn't count so I could eat carbs fo lifeee! 

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