Last Sunday, I stepped onto the balmy plane with eyelash glue on my forehead, my hair in a messy bun bouncing around on top of my head and a pretty bridesmaid dress stashed into my backpack. I guess if there was a time to feel a little bit of relief, it was then. That moment. When I mapped out this year, it was this final moment that I had thought about when I realized how much I would be flying for weddings (and their associated events) in 2016. At the time, I thought the end of it all would serve as a bit of a relief.
But I just feel sad. Sure, I've been spending lots of money on flights and it has been a bit rough balancing work with so many events in a row between the two of us. Just last August, over the span of a month, Jay was up in Oregon (3) separate times for things. 3! That's a lot. So it has been a lot of runaround.
But when I reflect on all of this, while 5% of me feels like life can settle a little bit, 95% of me is bummed to see it go. These trips ensured I always had something on the books to spend vested time with my friends. And since I no longer had a downtown home of my own in Portland to retreat to, they also ensured that I was staying with family and ending nights cozied up in their living room, talking about life and the day and what is new.
It's been so special to be continually reminded of all the love there is out there. And that was shown to me with flower tosses in downtown Portland, it was shown to me with giggly bottle service in Vegas, it was shown to me with morning bike rides in Sunriver, it was shown to me with talks with my family on their back porch, as the sun dropped-off behind the hills and with my 16-year-old dog's head resting on my knee.
^With my loves at the wedding weekend welcoming event in Portland - 9/9/2016.
My blog always naturally slows down in the summer. Not by design, just because life is so much busier and it eats up all my computer time. That always frustrates me as I do utilize this is an outlet to collect my thoughts and document my life and it bothers me when I get behind. However, sometimes I need to remind myself that it's OKAY because I'm out there actually living all the things I hope to reflect on on said blog.
So I tip my hat to wedding season 2016. 500 flights, lots of money and scores of memories later - you were one to celebrate!
Now - to organizing and sorting my 10,000 pictures I have to put on here!