It’s been a month since I graduated and life is definitely
different.
For work, I’m now working from 2-4 times a week and I’m
still thinking about a second job. I should probably start applying to some
other places. I need to find more inspiration too and do more photography. I’ve
spent a lot of money on things I probably shouldn’t and I should just start
saving up money for more important things : camera gear… and just to save money
for my future. Other than that, nothing isn’t really too new and exciting.
This blog is about the little things in my life now.
The other day, I was sitting in the bathroom waiting for my
mom to finish brushing her teeth and stuff and noticed that her teeth brushing
routine hasn’t changed in years; I could be in my room and hear someone
brushing their teeth and I can tell if its my mom or dad. While doing so, I
also thought about how I have grown up in this house and everything about this
place is amazing. To think about all the little things I’ve done here is beyond
me. I remember when I was little I would sleep in my parents room with my mom’s
bed, my little bed, and my dad’s bed. I would also have my dad take me to bed
and read or tell me a story and in the mornings I would call for him to bring
me downstairs. Or the years when
my brother was in school and I would sneak out of bed around 9-10pm, sneak
downstairs and tell my parents how I couldn’t sleep. The years when my cousin
lived with us and I shared a room with her, which was for a good 5+ years. The
years when I finally got my own room and then had to give it up for the much
smaller room. Then when I finally got a key to the house and I would bring home
friends for lunch. Or the time during the summer when Kelsie would walk over to
my house and we would just hang out all day and night. Waving to my parents at
the door as they leave for work was a routine thing I did. Now, it’s sitting
there for breakfast with my parents and chatting, seeing them anytime they come
home, chatting with them whenever I can. Sometimes I try to spend time with my
brother and we just go out to do whatever.
My memories are the most precious things to me right now and
I really do miss some of them. I miss my high school friends, I miss some of my
old friends, I miss having a real routine, I miss spending time with my
parents, and I miss Michael (a lot).
Time doesn’t wait for anyone, my father always says, and I
need to make everyday worth it and cherish the little things in life and
enjoying them.
Carpe Diem.
Thanks.
-Allison
