Fourth of July will always be a special holiday for me. Not just because I love fireworks and BBQ and patriotic fruit cakes, but because it marks the weekend on which I moved to San Francisco. Six years ago last weekend, I made the best decision of my life (so far, at least).
15 years. It’s been 15 years since Ms. Marsell’s English class where I met my best friend. Much like the beginnings of many friendships, we didn’t quite like each other at first. But, we persevered. And throughout the last 15 years, we’ve continued to persevere.
Last year, I started something. I wrote a post about what I wanted more and less of in 2014. Truth is, I’ve never been good at setting “resolutions.” I’m still a planner and a SMART goal-setter, but I really liked the way 2014 turned out when focusing on what I want more and less of in my life.
Hanukkah. The festival of lights. It’s one of my favorite holidays (and no, not just because as a kid I got eight presents). It’s one of my favorite holidays because the story really is miraculous.
I’m terrible at putting together lists of what I want. I guess my mentality has always been that if I want something, I’ll buy it for myself, or save for it until I can buy it for myself. I don’t like asking for things, which can be incredibly frustrating for the ones around me (ahem, The Boyfriend) who never know what to get me.