There is a lot to be found in the number 10. In the number 10, there are 3 continents, 14 countries , 6 international trips In the number 10, you can find the Eiffel tower, a giant rock named Uluru, a flat tire paid for in pounds, two pear-apples in a paper bag–ready to [...]
Jess and I have been to many places around the world; we’ve been on top of mountains in Europe and swam at the coral reefs of Australia’s oceans, but the biggest of adventures is just ahead: 20 fingers and 20 toes.
Sitting on the uncomfortable little split couch in Parsons Hall watching a movie on this day, eight years ago at 11:42 at night–Jess and I officially became a couple. If you had asked me in that moment what I thought my life would be like eight years down the road, I’m sure you would have received a bumbling answer that would have have no clue to the many joys we’ve had together, the hard times we’ve been there for each other, and the compounding memories that are always perched on the very tips of our noses.
Happy birthday to the best travel companion I’ve ever had.
Happy birthday to the person who reminds me of what’s important.
Happy birthday to the one who help me find what I should do with my life.