Like Sand Through the Hourglass...

It's February 14th and I'm feeling nostalgic.

Facebook is littered with sappy Valentine's pics and rants about being single but, to me, it's just another day. A day for doing laundry and watching movies, a day of yoga and painting my nails. 

A day where I open timehop and see this...

...and I'm instantly transported back in my mind.

It shakes my grip on reality to realize that a year ago I was a nanny still and three sweet babies (mistakenly) called me "mama". I was potty training and carpooling and wiping snotty noses and running a household. 

A lot has changed and it's time to find my footing again.

And that begins by catching you up on my year.

I...

• moved North, into my grandparent's house (next door to my parents).
• began working for my Dad.
• traveled from one side of the country to the other, putting my feet in both oceans in less than a month.
• visited New York City for the first time.
• skiied in the Rocky Mountains.
• tried stand-up paddleboard yoga and slacklining.
• caught a Cardinals game in St. Louis.
• discovered roller derby and burlesque.
• went gluten free.
• skinny dipped.
• got my nose pierced.
• went to RockFest.
• acted as Maid of Honor in the wedding of one of my southern lovelies.
• moved out of my grandparents' house and into one I now share with four other people.
• started working at Barnes & Noble, only to have the store close four months later.
• took a little sister to the Renaissance Festival for the first time.
• found out that I'm going to become an aunt in April.
• taught myself to knit and crochet.
• rung in 2015 with some of my boys.
• resolved to go on a date this year.
• picked up a new second job at a sandwich shop.
• volunteered as a ski instructor for people with disabilities.
• grabbed a set of scissors and cut off all of my hair.

Saw Aerosmith live at RockFest 2014

A lot has happened in the past year and I can't shake the feeling that it's changed me so very much. I feel a constant shifting of my being as I go about life, a hesitant grasping for stability and direction.

The person I was a year ago is dead. And they've been replaced by a stranger.

It's a peculiar feeling.

Happy Valentine's Day.