The world watched as my date grabbed my neck while falling on the red carpet. But backstage that night, I had a blast feeding Kerry Washington and sniffing Brad Pitt.
Jennifer Lawrence brought her BFF, Laura Simpson, to the Oscars and luckily for us, Laura Simpson is a bright and witty writer who shared the experience for us. On MySpace.
This. Just all of this.
And our official Color of March is…
This looks like a cheery place to be.
Even with the downpour, not too shabby.
I dig it
Journaling for a grateful heart this morning.
Abe Lincoln would have been 205 yesterday and I am about one full day into 30. I’ve read a lot of the “30 things to do before you’re 30” or “30 things I’ve learned” lists. It’s true that I have been reflecting over the last few days. A lot of blogs make you feel that 30 is when you’re supposed to feel more comfortable in your skin. Know more about who you are. Experiences in your twenties to have set the foundation for this “so called adulthood.”
Ten year recap:
Love. This is what your twenties are all about right?! All those guys who I thought were THE ONE. Getting my heart shattered and eventually meeting Nate is the highlight. We laugh a lot and he helps me to not be so hard on myself. He’s my biggest cheerleader and the calm to my stormy waters.
Living on my own. Packing up from my hometown to Lincoln for college was probably one of the hardest shifts of my life, but the one I’m the most proud of. Amazing how that one decision when you’re 18 makes such a footprint for the rest of your life. Having lived in a town of 300 my whole life, I distinctively remember walking across campus the first time and realizing that no one knew who I was and the beautiful quiet of anonymity even in a lecture hall the size of my hometown. Moving to Kansas City after college opened my eyes to new experiences and the fear of living in the unknown. I met one of my best friends there and am lucky that friendship has transcended a move back to Lincoln. This comes full circle with a deeper appreciation for my roots and the beauty of small town living.
Three jobs in my twenties and I feel now I’m where I’m supposed to be, but incredibly grateful for the experiences that set me up for this place.
Family. Losing grandparents and a heart complication with my dad. Seeing my brother fall in love and watching his wonderful family grow. My nephew has been the ultimate blessing for our family and gives me hope that maybe I’d be an okay mama someday.
Fierce friendship. Losing my best childhood friend, my first face to face with true grief, and the little things that remind me of her today. We have a strong network of friends that love, give and support. This has to be something that I hold the most dear. So often people get wrapped up in their lives at this age and many of the friendships of their twenties begin to fade. The dearest of these friends started something special behind the blue and blue doors of 616 N16th St.
Feeling comfortable in my own skin will be a life-long struggle, but I do feel grounded and I suppose that’s a pretty good place to be. Allowing myself grace is still a daily challenge. Learning to LET GO will be a mantra of my 30s. Worries, imperfections, and pleasing others gets often gets in the way of having a clear heart. Note: do more yoga.
I haven’t traveled the world or skinny-dipped. I still can’t keep a plant alive for longer than a few months. Probably curse too much. There is still a lot left on this life “to do” list, but that’s okay because Beyonce has taught us all that shit is just getting started at 30.
Installation by Maurizio Cattelan with text added by an anonymous artistI don’t know why, but this is brilliant and I love it.
gratuitous awesome horse image.