before this beautiful storm.

Tomorrow Evan has day one of his 4.5 years of nursing school. Tuesday I start my last year, my thesis year, of my filmmaking masters degree.

We’ll both be working at our jobs as well.

Phew.

I am trying to brace myself for many things:

• Our apartment never being tolerably clean.

• Getting so exhaustedly short with Evan.

• Feeling insanely guilty for how short I get.

• Low bank accounts and high stress.

• Pita chips for lunches.

• Enough Annie’s Shells and Cheese for dinner for me to get tired of Annie’s Shells and Cheese. (which is a TON.)

• Missing amazing friends and awesome events for more computer screen time.

• Going to bed by myself. Missing Evan. Missing us. All while we’re living together.

A bit ago, I had a rough time where Evan didn’t have words of advice. It was a shitty situation, we both knew it, and I didn’t know how I was going to get through it. Evan just looked at me and said something that has become our mantra…

– I love you and you love me.

It rang true. It made everything clear. Everything lighter. When things are going to be undeniably hard, it’s what we remember. It’s what he says to me. What I say to him…

– I love you and you love me.

When he made the decision to go back to school, I’ve never been more proud of Evan. I keep telling him that he owes it to the universe to be a nurse. It’s his calling.

So, even though I’m terrified of this next year, I’m beyond excited for our future. And I rest in the love. In our mantra. While we eat salads in the backyard the night before the craziness. The calm before this beautiful storm…

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iloveyouandyouloveme.

…hooray.

wonderland texas_rain golf_fun backyard_basil basiling matchy_matchy bf_of_the_year_award emersons_attention the_boys stevens_sibs ry_snowcone deep_eddys_girls evan_darling grafitti_kiss
“heaps” is the answer
to how much I miss Texas.
but my heart is here…

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Listening to this all night and playing cards with my love made this night such wondrous affirmation.

I will always be proud of, and grateful for, where I came from.

And I will continue to be proud of where I am and who I’ve become.

Which is the girl who just wants to read this book over and over.

And refuses to be embarrassed about how much she wants to be Ira Glass.

I want to swim every. single. day.

I want to keep pretending and preparing for the conversation BJ Novak and I will have about how spot-on his book is and how we’re obviously bff.

And I will keep being unabashedly in love with this brilliant song/video:

It makes me want to quit everything and make music videos. Create and direct. Strong work. Strong.

Thank you, Ashely, for continually inspiring.

Let’s here it for Wednesday evenings back from vacation.

[hip-hip…]