To an old friend

The big ole’ beautiful white house I grew up in done got sold. I am so happy for my parents, who have tried so hard to sell it for so long. They can finally move on and get past the house showings and realtor drama. I knew it had to happen sometime, but it will be really hard to let go of a place that’s meant so much to me.

So, old friend, on Tarragon Drive,

I will truly miss you. You smell like home. You feel comforting and peaceful. You will not be forgotten. My youth was spent growing behind those white columns. All the drama, laughter, arguments, instant messaging, journals, tears, and endless hours on my first cellphone…My first kiss, first break-up, first time I drove out of a driveway…all inside. And made possible because you provided a safe place for me to grow up. I will look back on every moment with gratitude and remember sneaking onto the roof to look at the stars, jumping on the trampoline into the wee hours with great friends, all the birthdays and Bible studies. Even some of the best memories to be had were in the last days I lived inside of you-packing up my room, taking out the new white dress I just bought, and getting ready to enter into the adventure of marriage.  My parents took such great care of you, which is why I think I loved you so much. And which is why I always want to take great care of my own home so that my kids can enjoy being kids as much as I did. I LOVED my childhood and youth. I feel that I lived it to the absolute fullest I could have, and truly couldn’t imagine having so much fun without such a great place to call home. Thank you for the memories. I’ll drive by and see you next time I am in Georgia.

Your friend,





I’m officially well into my 20’s now. Woopdeedoo! It’s kinda funny how no matter how much older I get, I always seem to be the embarrassingly young one in our friend groups. I love birthdays, but hate when all my 30 year old friends have to find out that they’ve been hanging out with a 24 year old…Sorry guys.

I might say this every year, but this year was REALLY the best one ever. Josh spoiled me rotten this time around. Josh and I are now proud owners of a Tempurpedic mattress. Having one has been a far off dream of mine for years and years, and on April 28th that dream became a reality. I am still in a state of wonder and awe when I lay on it. Man, it’s good. So BYE BYE nasty stained who-knows-how-old-you-are craigslist mattress. I hate you and never wanna see you again!

My super sweet husband also took the liberty of booking us a one night stay at the SWEETEST bed and breakfast I’ve ever seen for the weekend in San Antonio, which is about 1 and 1/2 hours from here. We had so much fun walking (and walking. and walking) around the city and on the river walk. We laughed the whole day and made fun of how weird we are. The usual, really. It also happened to be Cinco De Mayo on Saturday, which worked out nicely 🙂

Our AMAZING bed&breakfast




Relaxing in our room


Josh chillin on the private rooftop balcony.


At the river walk


At the Alamo!


New boyfriend


Little getaways make me feel so much better about life. It means the world that no matter how stressed Josh is about work and no matter how much is on his plate, he is willing to put it all aside to spend quality time with me. I love you boo!!!

24, you are going to be AWESOME because I am loved by amazing friends, the best husband in the world, and an even better God. I have much to be thankful for.

Here’s to growing up!