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It’s still kind of hard to believe that my little brother (my ONLY brother and sibling) got married this past Saturday (pictures below). I had the honor of being part of the wedding party and spending a good deal of time with my new sister-in-law, her family and friends, as well as mine. It was a truly wonderful weekend and I am thankful to have been such a big part of their big day.
Now, I largely blame my mother for all of this. She made me the way I am by instilling in me a deep desire for more; to be more. She wanted better for me than she had (as most parents do) and I am thankful for this. It got me to where I am today and for that, I am grateful. But, I won’t let that same drive constantly convince me that my life isn’t perfect the way it is; that the grass isn’t beautiful right where I’m standing.
When I was in high school I thought that life would be perfect once I got into college. Then, I spent my days dreaming of how amazing college would be. Once I was in college, I couldn’t wait to be finished and applying to grad schools. During my various internships, I dreamed of one day having my bosses job and how wonderful it must be to be a young working adult, out of college. Now, I am that boss and this grass doesn’t seem nearly as green as it looked when I was 19 years old. There’s always something more, but I won’t let myself forget about the *more* that I already have *today*.
Everyday I find out something new about myself. Sometimes good and sometimes bad. But, it’s me and I love that. So, here’s to getting off the ladder (ahem, getting off facebook) and no longer checking out what the neighbors grass looks like. Here’s to watering my own life with clichés, happiness, and all the good and bad that comes with it.
And because I can’t resist, here’s a picture from Saturday. So excited for these two :)