home is whenever i’m with you.

Forgive me readers (aka my friends who love me enough to read my blog), for I have sinned. It has been 2 weeks since my last post. Allow me to explain…

May 3-6: Studied/Crammed for and took my last 2 finals of the semester.

Friday, May 6th: Went out for exactly 1 hour with the 1Ls for a “we survived” celebration before heading home to do laundry/clean my apartment/pack everything I need for the summer.

Saturday, May 7th: Drive 6.5 hours to Atlanta to spend time with my older sister Crystal, her husband Shelton and my adorable nephews.

Sunday, May 8th: Woke up at 6am (after staying up with the boys watching The Cosby Show until midnight) and drove 9.5 hours home. Drove straight to my Uncle’s house for a Mother’s Day dinner with my whole family.

i obviously got a little excited when I finally drove into VA and sped up.

Monday, May 9th – Thursday May 12th: Woke up at 9, packed again, and headed to Ocean City for a graduation/survival of 1st year of law school vacation with my sorority sisters.

Friday, May 13th – Sunday, May 15: Stopped at home for a hair appointment followed by another road trip to Harrisonburg for my line sister’s wedding!

photo courtesy of Bradley Jones Photography

Almost 2,000 miles later, I am completely exhausted and happy to be home. My first year of law school was great. I learned so much, in the classroom and out, and I made some great new friends. But there’s no place like home.

in a thousand years and a thousand tears,                                            i’ll come finding my original crew.                                                            – “I Feel Home” by O.A.R.

blog title: “Home” by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros

i’ll be ready.

Anyone who knows me knows that I’m a little obsessed with weddings. I have mine planned out perfectly. It’s weird though…the older I get, the more I realize how not ready I am. It’s not because I’m not ready to give up the freedom of being single, or that I’m afraid of waking up to the same man every day. It’s not even that I’m completely opposed to having to report every single purchase I make to my husband. {although that is definitely gonna be a bit of a problem…}

It just hasn’t happened yet. That moment when you know you’re in the right place at the right time with the man who was born to love you. No doubts. No regrets. No issues that need to be worked out first. I’m not saying that marriage will be perfect. But I do believe that the moment I know I’m ready will be. It will be the most perfect moment of my life.

And when that day comes. I want to feel as genuinely happy as this…

video courtesy of Capture Studios

can you even handle how amazingly perfect that is? because i can’t.

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