Year one – full of change, adjustment, learning, commitment, sacrifice, and joy. I can say that I love my wife even more than the day we were married. I did not know that was possible, but yes, it certainly is.
I opened myself up to the world, and my, what a journey she took me on.
The freedom to write and be creative is exactly that - letting the words and ideas fall onto the page. Writing poetry about emotion has been...fun. My imagination connects with my soul and it feels like I am speaking my true self.
Therapy is hard (on both sides). Yet, it’s had a profound impact on my life – from realizing how I process grief to understanding my own identity to working through pain and while growing and adapting to marriage. My hope for the future is that everyone has the access and the right to find their own space for recovery and restoration in the world.
Someday, I will tell my children about what it was like to live in a time such as this. I want to be able to share that story with honesty, humility, grace, kindness, and authenticity. I want to be able to say that my eyes - and my heart - were open. I want to be able to say that I did what I could and that I helped others as I was able. I want to be able to say that I was real and didn't hide how I really felt. I want to be able to say that I watched and participated as the world come together and figured this thing out.
The key to starting traditions, I think, is to simultaneously make them meaningful and simple. You want to follow through with them and you also want them to be reflective of who we are as a family.
My curiosity around the idea of a honeymoon stems from the fact that at nearly every stage of wedding planning, Chelsea and I have been intentional to think critically, reconsider, reformulate, and re-examine traditions and experiences that we do (or do not) want to incorporate into our experience. The honeymoon was no exception - if we were going to commit our lives to one another, well, what did we want the "honeymoon" to be like?
Each location and region that we visited held different gems to discover; from ancient stories of civilization to family-owned businesses, we were able to meander cities, farms, vineyards, and coastlines to better understand what makes Italy, Italy.
In Italy, I was reminded of the bonding nature of food, that it can bring us together in a multitude of circumstances, and it’s a sort of take on food that I’d like to impart on our family someday, too. Food is to be shared, to be enjoyed, to be celebrated. And certainly, we did that and more during our two-week honeymoon.
I fell in love with field hockey because it allowed me to see (and celebrate) how strong and powerful I was. I could channel my competitiveness, determination, and vigor and have that be a positive thing. Moreover, on every team that I ever played on, I found community and friendship.
I am still processing the wonder, the beauty, and the magic of that day.
Sorting through my writings and drawings again felt like getting to know the little me; ever sunny, ever positive, and ever obsessed with animals. It was good for the soul.
“So, tell me, in your life what has been the lesson that has taken the longest to learn?”
6 months to go - I can hardly believe it. There is still much to be done, yet, I feel so joyful at all that we have created and all that will come together this August. My heart is full.
I am a writer – and so when it’s hard to do, I allow myself to trust the process and carry it me where it needs to go. This never fails. Honestly. Even with writer’s block, there’s always something I can bring forth in my heart, soul, and mind and express it on paper. Writing is magical like that.
As I look to 30 and the next season of life, I see hope. I yearn for more ways to make a difference in the world and to always seek personal growth and become the woman I am supposed to be. I want to continue to write, to continue to seek adventures, and to continue to promote love in a world that desperately needs it. I hope to do this with boldness and humility, knowing that my journey now could not be without the journey that has come before.