Reflection on my first year in Illinois
So in my last blog entry I “semi”-complained about not doing that much this summer. And while I stick with what I said about not doing that much this summer (mostly not exploring the town my boyfriend lives in), I will say that I have done a lot this year.
I’m making a photo-collage for my boyfriend for our 4-year anniversary (which I already told him I’m making, so it’s ok that I post it up here.) Instead of just making a photo collage of the vacation we recently went on with his family (mostly because we didn’t have that great of a time), I chose to make a collage documenting our past year here in Illinois. You must understand that we graduated from college in May 2009, so this was our first adventure as independent adults together. It had its bumps, but honestly it’s been a great year.
We cooked our first Thanksgiving meal by ourselves (and were so excited when the turkey was actually awesome), survived our first winter with snow, watched the Saints win the Super Bowl, saw our first Las Vegas topless show together (before his family arrived for the rest of the trip) and I planned a trip to Chicago all by myself (like a grown up!).
But most of all, we would stay in and just immerse ourselves in each other on the weekends. Honestly, I was worried about that when I first moved up here with him—would I be able to handle being with only one person majority of the time? I mean, we spent a lot of time together back in college, but he is my anchor now. Granted, I work and stay away from him during the week because of my job—but he is my only family, almost, that has my heart. In Louisiana I have my immediate family and close friends that have my heart, but here it’s just him.
But I couldn’t think of it any other way. We’ve learned so much about each other in the past year, and have had experiences that have matured us each as our own person. And we’ve grown stronger as a couple, trusting each other more than I ever knew I could trust someone.
Ok, I’m getting all mushy. Sorry. It happens.
Point of this entry: I love my life, even though I’m not vain enough to constantly update my FB status to say that. I love my boyfriend and I love my job, even though I wish the two were closer. I love the experiences I’ve gained over the past year, even though I wish I would have done more to explore the town my boyfriend lives in this summer.
That is all.
***Photos by me
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