vw life / trip two
TRIP TWO / Santa Paula, CA / 2.14.16
Another camping trip on the books.
Not only was it Valentine’s Day and a four-day weekend, but it also happened to be my birthday weekend. Hello, 36! And what a fantastic weekend it was. I had the most warm fuzzies I’ve ever had celebrating my birthday. It truly was a perfect day.
TBH, this getting older thing isn’t so bad. I feel like I’m in my prime. But I also feel like I’m continually trying to figure things out… about people, family, career, myself, etc… I mean, isn’t that life? Are we ever 100% just like – this is me now! I’m done evolving! I’ve got it all figured out! Time to write a book! I don’t think so. Just when I feel like I know what’s going on and I’ve got things handled, another thing/person comes along to shake things up. Which is kinda awesome, I think. Because when I finally conquer that new challenge or understand why that person has come (or gone) from my life, I’ve learned something about myself or about life in general. And that can be exciting! I mean, only after I’ve had a meltdown, sobbing into a bottle of wine, thinking that life is ending, of course. But eventually everything that happens to us is a lesson. I’m trying to remember that when things get weird.
I hope you’re paying attention. I’m 36 and full of knowledge.
ANYWAY. Our camping trip was just okay. It’s nice to get away and do something different, but I’m looking forward to a trip that lasts longer than overnight. Maybe at the beach or at a campsite nestled in the mountains. Maybe with more adults and a few more kiddos. Because once the hot dogs and s’mores are devoured, I’m just sitting there by the fire, a luke warm beer in hand and I’m thinking – now what? Why didn’t we bring games? Is 7:30 too early for bed? What’s happening on Facebook? And that’s not cool and it annoys Mark that I’m not “present”, so I’m working on that. See! There’s always something. At the end of the day, we were together as a family (minus Taylor) and that’s what matters. These moments are special, but they evoke a different feeling and experience every time. And that’s why I will continue to document them.
Also, it was 80 degrees that weekend! Heat makes me cranky.
Ps. I apologize for the shit quality of my photos. I took all of them with my iPhone and they’re not translating well at a larger size.