Some days it does not.
On January 1st I started a photo-a-day project. Day 3 was a photo and blog post about my new favorite show, Doctor Who, on the same day that they announced the new actor for the next series. I’m still pretty sad about it.
January 2nd, 2009: “I’m feeling restless today. I’m not sure what to do with myself, my free time or this new adult-sized age I’m now inhabiting.”
January was when I decided that photography made sense. I wrote a lot about school with Hannah. Together, we watched the inaguaration of President Obama.
I got a cold and discovered the joys of the Neti pot. January rolled into February: “Life is mellow, but good.”. February rolled into March and Lent began. I bought a new netbook, dove into Terry Pratchett’s novels, saw the much-anticipated Watchmen in theaters, and ended my 365 project on Day 72. Stephen and I saw Flogging Molly in concert (and we’re still reeling from how awesome it was). Battlestar Galactica ended its run. I had fun getting noticed at the grocery store.
March 29th, 2009: “In a little over a month, I will be in Arizona. In exactly three months, I will be flying to London. My dreadlocks are 10 months and 8 days old. I’ve uploaded almost 3,500 photos to flickr. I’ve rated over 1,500 movies on Netflix. I have 202 friends on Facebook and 16 followers on Twitter. I’ve worked at the hospital for five years. I’ve been an Orthodox Christian for almost three years. I’ve been a college graduate for less than one year.”
April brought with it warm weather, songbirds, and the surest sign of spring. We celebrated Pascha and Hannah turned 15. Dad and I saw the Doobie Brothers in concert (for free!). In May, we went to Phoenix together and rode a motorcycle to the Grand Canyon. Hannah finished her school year. I started preparing for our next big adventure.
In June, I shot my first engagement session and decided that, Yes, I really do want to do this. A lot of things were making me happy. On June 20th, Kayla got married. On June 29th, Stephen and I flew to London. We rode the Big Bus and the London Underground, and discovered that the true purpose of a hostel is to give you stories to tell for years to come.
On July 3rd, we flew from London to Nairobi and spent possibly the longest and most uncomfortable 13 hours of our lives in the Nairobi airport. On July 4th, we flew from Nairobi to Kilimanjaro and settled into our homebase. It didn’t take us long to fall completely in love with Tanzania. My volunteer placement was teaching the kids at the Juvenile Detention Center, while Stephen was placed at Uwawayaki.
The four weeks we spent in Moshi were challenging, heartbreaking, exhilerating, frustrating, wonderful and beautiful. I still look to the horizon and miss seeing Kilimanjaro. We will never be the same.
We stopped in London again on the way home, spent more time exploring Camden, saw Harry Potter in Soho and shared a drink with Marg. We came home on August 4th, and the rest of the month blurred into September. Hannah started school again. I celebrated an anniversary, of sorts. In October the leaves began to turn and I had another session, this time with a friend’s daughter.
October 17th, 2009: “Lose a hobby, gain a passion.”
I started a website and began writing a business plan. October and November were dedicated to following this new path, and soon, it was December. We got a fish. I took photos of the first snow. We had one very, very bad day (which redeemed itself in the end). Christmas was wonderful. I turned 25. And we bid kwa heri to 2009.
One amazing year.
Birthdays are for birthday wishes.
Birthdays are for rockin’ tunes.
Birthdays are for staying in your pajamas.
Birthdays are for special projects from the heart (thanks a million, Dad!)
(more to come…)
(photo by Stephen)
I’m not sure that I could really explain to you how this was the frosting on the cake of our very bad day. If you’ve ever lived with a parent or a grandparent with Alzheimer’s, then you might have some idea of how our day started.
It just went downhill from there.
Last night, I sat in my car and through our house windows watched firemen walking around inside, making doubly sure that we didn’t have an electrical fire. Attempting to flip a breaker had cause some shorted wires to spark and filled the home with a dreadful burning hair smell. We called the fire department, wrestled the cats into carriers, wrestled my grandfather into the car, parked on the street…and waited.
We knew that the house was probably fine. I didn’t grab my camera. Stephen didn’t grab his guitars. Hannah took some of her art, but not all. We didn’t even think about it. We had each other, we had the cats, and we were all okay.
Last night, we dimmed the lights (well, those lights that were still working) and snuggled down together in the living room to listen to Lake Wobegon stories.
“…And that’s what he felt: that this was the whole world right in front of him, and that Christmas was what was in that house. Whatever they did in that house, that was Christmas. And all of the other things that he thought were Christmas were not really. Christmas was in that house, and as long as they were all together, that would be all that they would need.”
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