This past weekend my mom and nana drove down last minute to visit for birthday time. I haven't celebrated my birthday with family in years, so it was extra special to have them here for a few days.
Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day so we headed to brunch at Cafe Roze on the East side. It was such a cute spot with the most delicious brunch food. Stout Blueberry Waffles? Say no more. If anyone wants to quit their job and open up a breakfast place with me in the near future, call me up. Later that day we did some shopping, got our nails done, and went to evening service at church. We capped off the night going to my favorite neighborhood restaurant with my roommates, Natalie and Paige. It was the perfect rainy birthday!
I was incredibly humbled by the people who made the effort to give me a ring or send me a text this weekend. Friends stopped by the house just to give me a hug. Feeling loved is an understatement.
This past weekend really got me thinking about the promises of God and how difficult it can be to believe them. In fact our sermon this past Sunday was on just that; how praying His promises back to ourselves can be the answer to getting out of our own head, when we're spinning up stories about how life will look like from now on. In complete transparency, I woke up on my birthday after a night of fun with girlfriends, to a feeling of wanting. One of feeling like life should look different for me at this point. Twenty six years and no boyfriend/fiance/husband. I wouldn't be spending the day celebrating with a significant other. I wouldn't be dreaming up the next steps in life with someone else. That's where my mind went the moment I woke up. If that's not a sign of where God has been working on my heart, I don't know what is.
I am single, but I am the furthest thing away from alone.
Just like in friendship, being in a relationship is not a reward for doing something correctly. Just like being single isn't a punishment for doing something wrong. I think the quote below sums it all up perfectly:
Here are a handful of faces chosen for me, whom I was able to simply be with this weekend:
Alison went to college with me and moved to Nashville with her husband, Isaac, last summer. To have a face from such a formative time now in my present life is the coolest thing ever. I love having her around!
Paige is my new roommate. I feel like I've known her for years on end. I'm excited to continue growing our friendship in the coming year.
Liz and Madison are my current coworkers and add so much humor to my work days. I laugh the hardest when I'm with them. They make going into work a lot easier!
Chandler is my small group co-leader and partner in crime. She and her husband, Jimmy, have become close friends over the past few years.
Amy was my previous coworker and now attends church with me. She is a breath of fresh air every time I'm with her!
Sarah Katherine was my first direct report at Warby Parker, and although we were friends back then, our relationship has grown so much since both leaving the company around the same time.
Writing to remember what is true. Writing to remember the moments with people I love dearly!
I will leave you all with a practical note: if you eat at Nada in Nashville, the tacos are tiny. They were made for elves and fairies, not humans. You've been warned.
Here's to a year of deeper friendships and more human-sized tacos.