I write so that in the future I may remember my past.

I rarely ever log on to here any more. In fact, I rarely ever write just for myself. I think there is something important about writing and preserving memories--little bits and pieces of your life that you can look back at years later. Knowing who you are at the very core--bruises and all-- and where you have come from is I believe essential when looking to be fulfilled in any meaningful way. Awhile ago, I thought about just abandoning this blog but today as I logged on for the first time in months, I felt proud staring at my blog archive going back to 2009, a total of 249 posts--starting from my senior year in high school all the way through my college career.

Another way that I like to keep track of time and memories are these Polaroid post cards. I write a letter to myself on my birthday each year and than the next year I open and read it. On the outside I include quotes, songs, poems and my most recent FaceBook status. On this inside I write a short letter which usually includes; musings, my goals/dreams and any personal stuff I want to look back on (sometimes these are embarassing). I have these postcards laid out all the way until 2033 when I will turn 41 years old. Below are photos of the card I wrote myself last year for this year as well as the new card I wrote which I will open in a year. I also, found $20 that I had left for myself when I sealed the card last year--happy birthday to me!

Written on March 26, 2013

To be opened on Match 26, 2014

Age 22-23 years old

Songs/ Poems:

22- Taylor Swift

Let that be enough- Switchfoot

This year and how to survive- Chad Sugg

Most  recent FaceBook status:

"On lifes constant limitations- Calvin: You know Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocketship under pants don't help."

"Let the beauty of what you love, be what you do; there are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the Earth." -Rumi

"Hello Selfie! 

Wow today you turned 22 but, as you are reading this you are 23. This past year ha been one of the toughest in my life. When you read this I hope that school hasn't been making you feel so suffocated. I hope that student teaching is good! I hope life is good! Do you still see M** the Starbucks cutie? Do you work at TCBY? I hope you always remember the pain you felt at 21 so that you never feel that way again. You are beautiful! You are smart! You are strong! You are enough! Are you spending time wih God? Because, he is truly the only one who can help you in life. I hope at 23 you still want to do the Peace Corps or teach in Africa! Stay as young and idealistic at heart for as long as possible. 

Love, 

22 year old you!

XoXo