I could open a library.

I have way too many books. My desk is rimmed by books; they are stacked on night stands, piling up in bookshelves, and tucked away in boxes. They are bent pages, marked up with notes and pieces of paper, they are unfinished conversations between my Aunt and I. I have this untitled book, covered in floral cloth, that is a collection of William Shakespeare's sonnets. On Sonnet 18, Lenna left a note that reads, "Sonnet 18. Hate that "lose" is not spelled correctly in line 10." It made me laugh because I was just thinking that it bothered me as I skimmed the lines. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree? I talked to my Grandma this morning--she was so happy that I was going to be teaching in the United States. I took a minute to tell her thank you--for how much she had shaped my character, she really instilled an appreciation for literature and traveling in me. She does everything with a smile and puts a positive spin on any tribulation--I hope I succeed in doing the same in my own life. Remember that photo of my grandma and Lenna riding the camel in Egypt? Looking all 60s elegant, etc? Well I had to laugh when I told her I had not come close to inheriting her elegance in my own camel riding adventure




It's just an interesting time of life. To be a grown up in the process of growing up. When I was a little girl I would stare at the exotic photos of faraway lands with a wistful smile--now, I'm able to show her the pictures of my own adventures. I was always the blacksheep of my family when I was little because I was so adamant and resistant towards change and travel. I hated speaking in Spanish during dinner with Lenna--and now here I am, a Spanish teacher, writing about my haphazard excursions and getting my Masters in Education. I have to write a letter of intent for my Masters--about why I want to teach..and I have to tell you, the opening few lines will definitely be about growing up under the wings of two English Professors.

The more I think about life, the more I realize--you really never know where life will take you. Two years ago I was studying for my LSATs, thinking about fueling my writing career with some monetary backing as a divorce lawyer. That life seems so distant, so unfathomable.

I can't help but contemplate how much the people in our lives impact us. I was talking with Wilson last night, and we were just thinking about how far we'd come. When I first met Wilson, I was totally lost. But I think even from the first conversations we had, we knew we could count on each other. Here we are, 3 years later, talking for 2 hours about this crazy thing called life. I just have to tell you, I feel really lucky to have the friends that I do. We are all taking Antonio to Sedona this weekend, and I'm sure it will be a shitshow nonetheless. My friends are do'ers, I love that about them. We talk about doing something the weekend before falling asleep and make it happen the next weekend. Thank god. I'm also really excited to go out on Saturday. We all have a lot to celebrate right now and I'm sure we will do with it a vengeance.

Also, it's Nicky's first night back out on the town, so hooray and cheers to water and diet sprite :)

P.S: I just found that book, "The Four Agreements" by Don Miguel Ruiz..and I'm telling you..those agreements are worth a read.

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