Memory Wall

Wow! A lot has changed over the last 2+ years since I've written a post on this platform. I'm not even sure where to start but I'll do my best to share a quick recap. In 2017 we purchased our first house and said goodbye to our North Hills apartment. It was bittersweet leaving, we loved North Hills (so many great restaurants and shopping within walking distance) but we certainly don't miss the noisy neighbors and paper thin walls. We spent the rest of 2017 into 2018 settling into our home. Don't be fooled, we still have a long way to go in making this house a home. We have a laundry list of projects and decorating that needs to be done, but, slow and steady wins the race, right?

Fast-forward to the fall of 2018, I went back to school...and quickly exited before the start of the spring semester. That's a long story I'll save for another day. That leads us to the present and why I'm making a comeback, errr, restarting this whole blogging adventure. I'm currently a stay-at-home wife, so my days consist of dishes, laundry, cleaning, meal planning, etc. All the monotonous, have to do, parts of life that aren't exciting but necessary. Don't get me wrong, I am grateful for this season of life and I enjoy the amount of freedom I have but something was missing. I desired a creative outlet, something that fills my weeks with a little more structure. Something that I could look back on years later and see how far I've come. A way to encapsulate and preserve precious memories that may otherwise get lost or drowned out. Writing the previous sentence made me think of a quote from the book, Memory Wall, that I'm currently reading. It is too good not to share. It says..

"You have to begin to lose your memory; if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all, just as an intelligence without the possibility of expression is not really an intelligence." 

- Luis Bunuel

I like think of this blog as my own memory wall, where I'll pin my special memories, things I never want to forget, and little bits from average days that are bound to slip away as time passes.

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