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Oh just currently being tortured by multiple 2am phone calls that keep promising another call back. I am only awake because it’s him...
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As 2017 comes to a close, I spent my first Christmas ever away from home at my brother’s apartment in Chicago. While it was great to be with my family (my parents came too), it wasn’t the same at all. It wasn’t home. It was actually soooo far from home.
We spent the whole time inside. We didn’t go into the city like I wanted to. My mom just complained about how it was too cold, my dad is getting so old he can’t stay mobile for long at all...so my brother and I hunkered down and did a jigsaw puzzle. Two, actually. I’m actually relieved my family made puzzles a Christmas tradition and requirements several years ago...it was the only think to really keep me entertained this weekend.
Don’t get me wrong, I was excited to see my family and all. But I was also excited to leave. I’m sittint in the airport thinking about getting back to work tomorrow and spending the week thinking about New Year’s Eve and how amazing or lame it might be. I’m sitting here already missing my parents, but not missing that weird time we just spent together. I’m sitting here missing the only person I could possibly want to talk to right now, who is driving across the country unable to text me.
There was a strange emptiness to Christmas this year...a strange feeling of deeply missing home. A strange feeling I can’t undo.
I just called my grandparents to thank them for sending me a holiday card with money. Its a funny thing, now that I’m an adult. The conversation changes. My grandma has and always will be awkward to talk to on the phone, so I don’t particularly look forward to it. But today, my grandpa answered. My grandpa, who I used to be a little afraid of as a child. He answered and I could hear his face light up on the other end. He was so excited to hear from me and couldn’t wait to jump right in and ask about my job. He used to be in the food buying business for years and now that I’m in a similar role, he loves to pick my brain for similarities. He told me I should call him often, any time I’m free. He’s right. I don’t talk to my grandparents enough and now that they are in their 80s, I need to take advantage of it more. They’ve always taken good care of me and it makes me happy to make them proud with my career. I’m their only granddaughter, after all. ❤️
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art – write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
Neil Gaiman (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
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Long Overdue Thoughts // What I am Thankful For
I have had this post in my head since September 6th, and I somehow just haven’t found the time to type it all out. So if anyone is avoiding their crazy family today, or just taking a minute to scroll through tumblr, here it goes…
Bae Area I am in love. It is no longer hard for me to admit how much I didn’t enjoy my situation in Denver. Sure it was a great city and I made some amazing friends, but it wasn’t for me. I knew that from the beginning. So I made the not-so-tough decision to move on. And it was the RIGHT decision. It has been about two months now and I am overjoyed with how right it feels to be in San Francisco. After locking down my dream job (more on that below), finding a beautiful apartment, which came with 3 wonderful roommates, I started life over again. For the third year in a row.
I Dreamed a Dream Let me start by saying it wasn’t always my dream…but dreams can change. I have wanted to work for a Williams-Sonoma, Inc brand (west elm, Pottery Barn, Williams-Sonoma) for as long as I can remember. I always knew I wanted to work in corporate America. Which in retrospect, is a weird thing to want. But even back when I wanted to work in photography, I wanted to land in a large retail company’s studio. But that’s the thing...I wanted to work in photography. I studied photography with the idea that it would be a career. So what changed? In some ways, everything. In other ways, absolutely nothing. I would still love to pursue that as a career. But was it right for me? Probably not. Deep down, I think I knew I always wanted to be a merchant. I just didn’t know what that entailed. There was nothing in high school that guided me in that direction. But to my discovery, it is equal parts left brain/right brain work. And I have always truly need that. I am a numbers nerd with a need for creative thinking. Also known as: a merchant.
Must Love Food If there is one thing that makes me feel uneasy about starting my new job on the food team at Williams-Sonoma, it’s how uneducated I feel compared to my team members. They have been chefs in restaurants, gone to culinary school in Italy, you name it. But I have to remind myself that as one of the youngest members of the team, I still have time. I can work my way up. Like I said, this job is a dream come true. It is by no means an easy job and gets harder every day, but I am up for the challenge. I try to explain to people what I do and it only ever comes out as “I taste food for a living and decide if we should carry it at WS.” Yes, that is part of what I do but that is the glorified job description. I could go on all day about it but I won’t. I will just say that I couldn’t be happier to be part of such an inspiring team of individuals, who strive to bring joy to people through food every day.
Thank You, Thank You Very Much Here’s the part where I would just like to give a shoutout to the people who got me to where I am. Not only in my career, but in life. While there might have been several moments of “feeling alone” in the past three years, I did not get to where I needed to be by myself. I am forever grateful for my supportive parents, Bay Area family, my peers/my coworkers/my company, my Ithaca alum spread far and wide, and my home in NH that feels so far but I know will always be welcoming when I am ready to come back. I am thankful for fun friends and spontaneous adventures. I am thankful for my ability and opportunity to see parts of the country and the world, whose beauty I never knew existed. I am thankful that despite what happened on November 8th and what is inevitably going to happen in January, I will never be in this alone and know there will always be people to turn to for love and support. Love will always, always conquer hate.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!