She also loves following along on this blog and her birthday is Wednesday– so, I thought I would wrestle myself to the keyboard and get some things posted.
The first thing I want to say to her is Happy Birthday (early!), but also a big THANK you for bringing me into the world (seeing as today is mine). Yeah, thanks mom for being pregnant with me while wrangling a three-year old, four-year old and five-year old at the same time! Boo-yah. Not sure how you did that, but damn— you are something special for sure.
Oh, and– so sorry I chose to arrive in a blinding snowstorm so that you had to labor in a car for 2 hours as it inched the 3 miles to the hospital– um, in the middle of the night. Did I mention I think you are a hero?
Ready for it? More. Pink. Flowers.
It seems crazy that I haven’t been in here to keep you updated on my mundane happenings– but things have been rolling at a clip and I am practicing going slowly which results in a much more calm and grounded me sitting on a grassy bank watching the river rush by– so yeah, not so much with the updating of this online diary.
One of the biggest events lately was that I spontaneously decided to get an office for Squam. Less than a week after Tory put the idea in my head, we were standing in the new Squam HQ.
Well, from the outside it looks like this:
It’s an old mansion across from Brown University that used to be student apartments and now houses office space for entrepreneurs. Can you believe it? An office space especially created for entrepreneurs?
Who are these angels and where do they come from?
All I know is it feels amazing to be in it— and I know that I am on the threshold of such new delicious adventures.
My apologies for all these not-so-great instagram shots but that’s all I’ve got for now. I am so deep in reading and writing and living right now– the camera has been sitting on its shelf sending me baleful glances.
This woman sums up where I am at right now. I love what she wrote, “the more you love your decisions, the less you need others to love them.” Ain’t that the truth.
I am loving my life, mom. Given all that you have gone through to help me on my journey, I thought you would want to know. LOVING my life. And so very (very!) grateful. Thank you so much!