I’ve always had a few choice adjectives I’ve identified with what made up who I am. Over the years, they’ve just sat there, unexplained on every account I’ve owned online. Well, here I’m going to explain a little more about each one through trying to answer a little Who, What, When, Where, and… Why.
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Chris and I met early 2003. I never thought I’d be a wife, even though I dated other nice young men. I didn’t have that Cinderella or Disney Princess vision of meeting the man of my dreams and being swept off my feet to a beautiful wedding day and a Happily Ever After. Of course, I was wrong.
When I met Chris, I told him not to get too attached, that I was going to be moving to California once I graduated college. Then, we went on our first date. Hmmm… everything changed that night when I realized we were going to be together forever. I didn’t believe in that sort of thing, but within a few months we were talking about that first date and how we both felt so comfortable together we knew this was it.
I write here about our antics getting into trouble and growing up together, now as new-ish parents. We were both in our early 20’s when we met, and now we’re embarking on our journey through our 30’s. It’s pretty awesome to have a partner in crime.
A co-worker told me once, when we were first engaged, that if you can’t accept how they live now, it will only spell trouble. She accepted that her husband would never put his trash in the garbage, but it would always sit on the counter. I accept that my husband will never bring his socks upstairs to the laundry room and he accepts that I’ll avoid loading and unloading the dishwasher for 90% of my life. Some days though, it’s pretty hard to accept those little things… *cough* Chris, please clean the floors and stop snapping the plastic bits off of the hangers. *cough*
This is a pretty new role. A strange role that I’m not sure I fit into just yet, but it ranks at the top. There’s a breaking in process it appears. I’m being broken, but being rebuilt into a more kind, caring, and compassionate person. Patience is a defining factor; I’m still working on that.
Monkey was born March 2012. It was rough beginning for us, after the first week of bliss. I learned a lot about babies in the past year and know when we’re ready to grow, I’ll be ready to rock-it for number two. Monkey keeps us on our toes, he’s so active and on the go. He’s devious and has a devilish smile that I adore. He tests my limits, and I’m learning how to let things go and let him be a child, crazy toddler, baby guy.
I started running in the fall of 2002, at college. I had lost weight prior, rollerblading and lifting weights at the gym for a few months. One life-changing evening, I went to the university gym and stepped on a treadmill. I was annoyed at a personal situation and decided to just go for it. I ran ONE mile straight without stopping in probably 10 minutes. I was ecstatic! Hello, Me, Runner, No WAY! I did it, and from that moment on I never looked back.
Ten years later, I’m still passionate about running, even if I am sidelined with an injury right now. And, whoa, I thought I missed National Running Day, but fear not… it’s Wednesday and I will be running!
This is kind of a funny adjective to describe me. I always wanted to be a writer. I’ve been writing in my journals since I was able to write, maybe around first or second grade when a sentence was coherent. I still have all of my old journals, every moment of my life logged. One day, I will use them to create a memoir, to look back and laugh at how ridiculously stressed out over the small things in life. I’ve already come up with a title and chapters for a memoir about our time in our current townhouse complex… once we move, you’ll get to read it!
I consider myself to still be a writer, as writing is my greatest form of self expression. I am visual and love photography, but I always turn to pen and paper when I really need to explore my thoughts. I’ll lump blogging in here, since I’ve been blogging over eight years on various platforms. Wow, that’s a long time.
You can thank Chris for pushing me to blog, as I never was a public person with anything. Now, eight years later I feel like an open book, and it feels awesome to be me (most days).
Professionally, business-wise, I’ve been the photographer you know since early 2009. It’s been a long journey that may well be coming to an end as you currently know me within this realm. I have always been a visual learner, and feel in love with photographs from an early age. My mom used to take our photos a lot, and I’m thankful for those memories now. I never shied away from the camera, but instead loved to be the center of attention. Aside from the past year, I’ve been pretty much that way my entire life.
Photography is an expression, as well as an amazing way to capture memories permanently. Sometimes I wonder how I might explain photography to an alien visitor: a moment captured in time, a piece of a soul on paper for the world to see. I’m not sure, but I know how much it means to me.
I don’t write much about my librarianship journey here, but I intend to do so more often when I have something useful to add to the conversation. I decided to get my Masters in Library and Information Science way back in 2005 (I finished it in a year of intense study!). I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my life, but I knew I liked information, organization, research, helping others, books, and well, libraries. I had never worked in one prior to my degree, but I have to say that it’s been the best thing to happen to me. It’s led me down a career path I never knew existed and introduced me to a LOT of amazing, strong, intelligent women.
I started working in libraries in 2006, right before I finished my library degree. I started as a Young Adult Librarian, who then moved into technology/website development for the same county system, and then delved into School Librarianship a few years later. Now, I find myself on the cusp of the latest technology and bring everything I’ve got to my work as a High School Library Media Specialist. What a mouthful!
Those are just a few pieces of the puzzle and what I share along with the rest of my life’s journey here on my blog. I am so much more than these parts, but I feel the do define who I am in a myriad of ways. Where I want to go from here is only up. Up, meaning challenging myself to grow, learn, and change in every aspect.
I am not sure Why I do these things (other than being overly ambitious), or how life led me down this path, but somehow I am here. And, I am thankful to be here, wherever this is and wherever this leads me.
Who are you?
What defines you?
When did your life change?
Where do you want to go?
Why do you do what you do?