Dirty Thirty

Let me start by saying this: Everyone is so scared of turning thirty. WHY?! It's the end of your 20s where partying and drinking consumed your life. And while that's exactly what I did in my 20s, and had a blast (understatement of the year), I'm excited for the next decade I am thankful to live through.

Well. Today, I turn 30.

I've moved to across state lines, started a company, made new friends and lost touch with some. But most importantly I've figured out how I want to live life and what's unique to me. Nature, music, relationships, photography. 

When breaking down what makes me happy, I've found it's the people I surround myself with. I love my alone time where I can refresh and think uninterrupted, but the souls that walk beside me, inspire me, love me, rely on me, and make me laugh are the ones that my make my life so beautiful. I am so lucky to have them in my life.

Turning thirty just means I get to grow these relationships and let them florish for more time. Turning thirty means I can say "I don't feel like going out tonight" and be okay with it. Backyard conversations while laying in a hammock with Shea are better than any bar scene. Turning thirty means I get to go on more hikes to catch the sunrise. More roadtrips with my love, to see more of this amazing land. Turning thirty means I can sneeze and throw out my back, just to sit on the floor and laugh with him. Just more of what makes me, well ME!

Currently, Shea and I are traveling around Seattle and the San Juan Mountains, getting into something amazing. So come back here later on to see what we did. 

Thank you for spending a bit of my birthday with me by being here reading this.  I appreciate all of you, more than you know. Cheers to being thirty. I'm pumped.