5 years

Five years. I cannot believe that it has been five whole years that this blog has been live. It's been five years that no one has been reading this blog. Wow.

Re-reading through the posts, it's nostalgic, it's bittersweet, it's wild. 

From the looks of where I started, I was just about to start my first post-college job, the really terrible SEO job that was next to the bail bond shop and across the street from the chicken plant... where I only lasted 8 months until voluntarily quitting, siting that I'd rather be a waitress than work for a shady company that did not respect its employees and paid pennies to boot. What a bold move for 23 year old me! I doubt that I'd have that courage or conviction to do that today.

5 years ago. Adam and I moved into the house in that questionable area in Marietta (hey... but it was close to Whole Foods!), the one that had a rusted tub and secret closet bathroom. It was the house where we got engaged, where we first lived and grinded out those really poor, paycheck to paycheck years. Funny, looking back that life it sounds dirty and tough but I remember it with such fondness. It makes me wonder what the house looks like or even imagine what it would feel like to go back and live that life for a day.

The bittersweet. Realizing where I was five years ago, it truly shows that I need to be more appreciative of what I have. Back then, we truly didn't have a lot. Now, we likely have too much. But back then, we did it ... which is not to say that now we don't, it just shows me that I should be more present in appreciating all that I've got, the too much part.

All the feelings, all the things.