Confession: I am incredibly nostalgic person.
When I went home last month to help my parents pack up the last of their stuff, I spent at least 4 hours sitting on the floor, going through a box of my old, second-rate toys mostly saying things like, “Oh my gosh, I remember this.”
Four. Hours. And some of them I literally had not thought about once in the 12+ years that they sat in our garage attic.
And while that was probably a gigantic waste of time, I enjoy indulging my nostalgic tendencies from time to time. I like looking back. Facebook timeline was designed for people just like me, and I love it.
David, on the other hand, has this strange obsession with being present in, like, the actual moment in which you are currently living.
Which is great because while one of us is waxing poetic about the Noah’s Ark puzzle she loved when she was 6, the other can be like, “That’s great, babe. But it’s 7pm and I was thinking maybe we could, like, live life and eat dinner at some point.”
But looking back over the year gives me perspective. I realize that it’s okay that I only read 29 out of 30 books. And it’s okay that my year-end posts are about 3 weeks late. And it’s okay that I have four loads of laundry waiting to be done and seven boxes that still need to be unpacked. Because look at everything we got done this year!
So with that, 2012 in pictures:
The year started with gingerbread houses and these pretty ladies coming to visit.
I painted this and read a great book by John Green.
I took a photography colloquia and made it to the final round of TFA interviews.
I turned 22, and that’s what my room looked like. It was not a good birthday.
David and I broke up. It snowed. I painted.
I rearranged my room. I thought about dying my hair, but thankfully, didn’t.
I adopted a puppy. I named her Harper Lee.
I had no idea how much I needed her.
Kaitlyn and I pranked a favorite, retiring professor. Totally worth going to bed at 4am.
I read, I baked with friends, and both of these pretty ladies got married.
Then somehow, in a turn of events absolutely no one saw coming, David and I got engaged. Go ahead. Judge me. If I were you, I would judge me. In fact, if you don’t raise your eyebrows at that a little, I judge you. But somehow, that worked for us.
David was named a University scholar and we went on a joy-filled church retreat.
I had my last class, and we graduated from ACU.
We said good bye to this place.
And these people.
We said Hello to College Station. And bought some furniture from this fine establishment.
My parents moved out of the house we lived in since I was 4, and America had a birthday.
And my grandfather had a birthday.
And David had a birthday.
David started graduate school, and I got my first real job.
We were “showered” by our wonderful churches.
And spent a lovely Thanksgiving in Tulsa.
Then we got married!! Which was wonderful, and busy, and so full of family.
My dear friend Kaitlyn couldn’t be there, but we got a picture anyway.
And we spent Christmas honeymooning in Santa Fe.
Then flew back to Dallas, drove to San Antonio for a friend’s wedding. Then rang in the new year at the wedding of a couple more dear Highland friends.
It was quite a year. It’s a wonderful life.