It was late March when I started to send the first of many handmade and store-bought cards through the mail. Each package would be lightly sprayed with a disinfectant like unbathed women spritzing pungent perfume before the invention of indoor plumbing. Like everyone else, I had a different idea in mind for 2020, and I had to adjust to a changing world. I felt most terrible for the kids who missed out on seeing friends from school, students who missed out on graduations, and those who have lost loved ones during this time. However, I couldn’t help but also feel a little bummed that the kids I used to hang out under The Tree with in high school would all be turning 30 away from each other during a pandemic.Continue reading “Turning 30 During A Pandemic”
The sun beamed down overhead as the cool ocean breeze lightly brushed away the summer heat. I had taken my ballet flats off and let my toes wiggle around in the warm sand. It would have all been enjoyable if I hadn’t been crouching down behind a long sand embankment in the attempt to hide from a friend that was about to get proposed to, but I’m forever glad that I was able to get stuck hiding in the fetal position on a beach in Santa Barbara with some new friends.
Being a part of the surprise proposal, which took place over the weekend, has been one of the most rewarding things that anyone has ever asked me to participate in. For one, I was trusted with a secret of not telling the future bride, and secondly, because they invited me to be a part of their special day. Continue reading “What Brings Us Together”