Two years.

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Two years ago I decided to do something.

Something that I had done once or twice before.

Something that was both exciting and terrifying at the same time.

Sharing my feelings with the world one blog post at a time.

Without knowing it, my best friend inspired me to start this blog.

She inspires me to do a lot in life.

Thanks best friend.

I think of the girl who started this blog two years ago.

The new mother.

The wife.

The twenty six year girl, who despite what she thought, was really just starting to figure things out.

Crazy how that works huh?

You always think that you know everything at your current state in life.

When in reality, you’re always learning.

You’re always gaining these new experiences in life and meeting these new people.

You’re constantly growing.

You’re still making mistakes.

I thought I knew it all.

20 years old and I swore I knew what love was.

22 years and I thought a college degree meant that I knew everything.

24 years old and planning a wedding.

26 years old and becoming a new mother.

28 years old and finding out I have skin cancer.

Life absolutely blows my mind.

It’s beautiful really.

Just when you think you have it all figured out.

Just when you get comfortable.

Life comes up and gives you this curve ball.

It decides that you need to grow more.

That you’re doing just fine, but you could do better.

You could choose to dwell on it, or you could choose to do more.

You could choose to see it as an opportunity to grow.

You could choose to take it as a time to learn.

Even at 26 years old with a new baby boy I still thought that I knew it all.

Scrolling through my blog posts I can see so many examples of ways that I’ve grown.

I can see so many memories that make me smile from ear to ear.

So many new faces that were brought into my life that make it worth living.

I am so deeply in love with my life.

I’m so thankful for those heartbreaks I had growing up.

Those relationships that broke my heart in a million parts, helped me fall so madly in love with myself.

The millions of memories I have with my sister that could fill up an entire night sky.

The most loving and supportive parents a girl could ask for.

Those moments where I was so sad I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel, make me remember why I pushed through the dark.

The five years of coaching the most hard working athletes. Seeing them at their lowest lows and their highest highs, makes me not able to even imagine them not in my life.

The moment I realized I loved Jason, the one moment that I was the most sure of anything in this entire world.

The moment I met my son and could feel my whole world coming together at once.

Life is so stunning.

It really truly is.

There are moments that will try to make you think differently.

They will try and change your mind.

With thoughts of self pity and sadness.

They will try and break you.

Don’t let them.

Remember why you’re still here.

Remember who you love and who loves you back.

Even if it’s just one person, it’s still love, and it’s still beautiful.

It still makes life worth living.

The love from one soul can change your life.

When I was younger I was so obsessed with the thought of love.

I thought the love from a boy would validate me as a person and would make me whole.

Little did I know that I had all of the love I ever needed right under my roof.

I saw this quote once that really stuck with me.

“Were all just walking each other home.”

In the end we all want the same thing.

We all want someone.

We all want love.

To make sure we feel comfort and protection.

To give us a hand to hold in the darkest of times.

To love with everything we have.

These two years of my blog are just a small portion of my life, a life that I am so in love with.

So thank you.

Thank you for reading my blog posts.

Thank you for allowing me to share my feelings with you.

Thank you for keeping up with my rambles fueled by LANY songs and coffee.

It fills up my heart knowing that you take a few minutes of your day to keep up with my thoughts.

Lets keep it going shall we?

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The happiest day of my life.

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Day 2: Reflect on the happiest moment of your life. Tune in how you felt, what you heard, how you looked and what people were saying. Where were you doing, who were you sharing it with, reflect on every detail.

August 1st 2015, the happiest day of my life.

I actually have two, but since I’ve already told the story of Ian being born I decided to go with the second happiest day of my life.

Our wedding.

The day that I got to marry my best friend and celebrate with our family and friends.

I woke up and packed all of the essentials into Janelle’s car, we met up with one of the other bridesmaids, picked up some Dutch Bros and headed out to Corvallis for our hair appointment.

It was so fun just getting to hang out with six of my best friends and get our hair done, most of them I hadn’t seen for a while and I loved getting to spend time with them.

Afterwards we packed up and went out to the venue near Dallas Oregon.

This venue was beautiful.

We arrived around 11 or so, my family worked together with Jason’s family and had everything all set up by the time I got there. I remember just wanting to see Jason so badly, but I had to wait until it was time to take our pictures. Most couples wait until they walk down the aisle to see each other for the first time, but we wanted to take our pictures before the wedding to save time, so we did a “first look” before the ceremony.

I’ll never forget the way he looked at me. I had to keep telling him not to cry because I couldn’t risk messing up my makeup, even though that didn’t stop me from crying.
Taking pictures was so much fun, but my face hurt from smiling so much by the end of it.
The room that I got ready in with the other bridesmaids had these big windows where we got to watch the guests walk in. It was great seeing everyone walk in and love the venue and decorations as much as I did.

We started slightly late, and I just remember everyone was trying to hustle out there to get started. We picked “I can’t help falling in love with you” by Elvis Presley for the bridal party to walk down the aisle too. My grandma loves Elvis, and I used it in a video for my grandparent’s 50th wedding anniversary video so I thought it would be a perfect way to start the ceremony.

Next thing I know I’m listening to the sweet sounds of Brett Eldredge singing “mean to me.” That meant that it was my turn.

My dad leaned towards me and asked to take a selfie, so of course we did.

One of my favorite pictures ever.

I could tell the pastor was wanting us to walk down but I kept telling my dad we had to wait until a certain part in the song, so he let me wait.

I remember walking down so incredibly nervous.

Butterflies in my stomach would be an understatement.
I just held on tight to my dad’s arms as I was about to step into this newjourney with the person I fell in love with just two years before.

The ceremony was beautiful and our pastor did a fantastic job. He kept making jokes about running and made everyone laugh a few times.
I remember being so nervous when we had to say our vows, I was convinced I wouldn’t remember the words I had to repeat back to Jason.

After we were pronounced husband and wife, I got to kiss my husband, and it was as if a huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. It was over and everything went perfect and I had a husband.

Not just any husband, the world’s best husband.
He makes me laugh every day, puts up with me, is the best dad to our amazing son, and would do anything for me.

I had everything I had ever wanted.

We walked out of the ceremony to Hall and Oates “You make my dreams come true” because it was pretty accurate for that moment.

Afterwards we had a few minutes to take in what had just happened. Our fantastic DJ got everyone to make their way to the reception side of the venue while Jason and I got freak out about being husband and wife..finally.

The reception was so much fun. Our DJ had everything scheduled, made time for everything we wanted to do, and played the best music. It was one giant party and we loved it.

Jason and I had our first dance to Elton John’s “Your song” because it was the song that played when Jason proposed to me outside of the Fountains at the Bellagio in Vegas.

Next I got to dance with my dad. One of my favorite parts. We kept joking about how it was so awkward having everyone watch us and laughed the entire time.

We had everything that a wedding had.

We cut the cake.

We tossed the bouquet and garter.

There were two great speeches, one by the best man, and one by my best friend.

And a song and dance number.

What..you didn’t have a song and dance number at your wedding?

My sister and brother planned this song and dance (if you can call it dancing) where they played some of the songs that meant the most to us and rewrote the lyrics to be relevant to our day.

I mean it when I say that I had never been so excited and embarrassed at the same time.

I might be biased, but it was the best wedding.

We had so much fun up until the end.

Jason and I had a song.

I didn’t want it to play at any other part of the wedding until the very end.

“Crash my party” by Luke Bryan might not be the most romantic song in the world, but it was our song. Getting to end the best day ever by dancing with my favorite person to our song was by far the best way to end it.

Looking down at my word count right now, I’m at 1031 words, but honestly none of these words can do justice to how beautiful this day was.

If I close my eyes and think about it, I can really remember how happy I was.