Memories

This afternoon, while cleaning out a few unruly drawers in my closet, I came across a newsletter I used to put out in high school, called the "Nappy Noodle News". I'm not exactly sure how it all came about, but I would have different sections talking about concerts I had attending, what people were doing, even a silly advice column. It was almost like the early beginnings of my now blogging addiction. My mom helped me put it together and write it, and at the time, it was a hit with my group of friends, leading others to put together the same thing.

Reading through it today, I got a good belly full of laughs as I remembered why I had written some of what I did, and thought back to have fun and carefree life was back then. In October, our class is celebrating our ten year reunion and it amazes me how not only time flies, but life can change in the short amount of time.

Ten years ago, I was such a different person. In a way I wish that Phil could have known me back then. I was so outgoing, so full of life, and fun. I didn't have a care in the world, I would do and say the craziest stuff just for a laugh. I had no responsibilities, life was just a game. My health was a hell of a lot better then it is now. Ten years later, I find I am more of a homebody then the girl who was out every weekend. Responsibility lays heavily on my shoulders, bills and other financial worries are always on my mind, and with my upcoming nuptials, there is going to be a lot more on my plate. Instead of just flying by the seat of my pants, I am the first one to stop and think about how any decision I make is going to affect me or my relationship. I never in a million years thought at 18 that at 28 I was going to be getting married and starting a family of my own.

There are still times when I feel like I am that 18 year old girl, unsure of where she is going in this world and how she is going to get there, full of hopes and dreams. Not a care in the world. Thinking of being a married women can seem sometimes scary for me, as I am not used to running a home of my own, and I feel like I might fail, or not know what to do. But looking at Phil, and the future we have planned, there isn't any amount of money in the world that would make me want to go back to that place in time. As scary as it might be, entering into a marriage and a family, its a venture I am very happy to take.