March 18, 2023

I woke up by my loud alarm, the opposite of how I like to. I quickly changed, made coffee, and hopped into the car for the final cheer game of the season. The girls are so sweet and it was really nice to see how much they've improved over the past couple months.

I am definitely sad to say goodbye to them but I am happy for the opportunity to work with kids. It's so good for the soul and they put life into perspective and really remind you to be present and happy. Something that is so easy to forget as you get older and life starts throwing obstacles at you.

After the game there was some time to kill before bowling as a celebration of the season end. I headed to one of my favorite places on base, the library and started typing away. Although the florescent lighting in the library isn't ideal I always feel so inspired being around books. At the same time I get a little overwhelmed wanting to read every single book and take up several new hobbies.

I am currently reading the book Good Morning, Monster

and I can't help but feel a few kinds of ways about it. On the one hand there are powerful stories and it is really interesting to learn about the strong connection between childhood which strongly adulthood but I can't help but wonder if this impacts anyone into thinking that if they seek therapy or help their story might one day be written for the world to read.

I am aware that the author was given permission from most of the clients but I can't help but feel like my vulnerability in therapy would change. The thought of my story being shared from another persons perspective is something I would strongly dislike. Is this a sign I should be in therapy? Perhaps. Overall I do enjoy the book and it is a really great reminder that you absolutely do not know what anyone is going through or has gone through. The way that people act and what they say has nothing to do with you. A lesson I often try to engrain in myself.

After a round of bowling I drove home and make a pasta salad inspired by the Jennifer Anniston salad with green goodness dressing because the birthday party we were going to later in the day was St. Patricks Day themed.

Nolan and I were so happy to have a nice day so we rode our bikes to our friends house. A short 10 minute ride later we arrived to wish our friend's son a happy first birthday.

We were having a fun time chatting with friends, listening to old music, and watching basketball that we completely lost track of time and finally left at 1:00am. We hadn't thought through how cold it would be when we left and kind of wished we drove but it was a fun adventure home.

That's all for now. Chat soon. XO