Confession. Turning twenty-five turned out to be not so bad. Truthfully, I was terrified of turning this age. I was scared of leaving that 18-24 age bracket and entering into an age where I am now closer to 30 than I am to 20. I think all the anxiety and fear came from this battle I felt like I was facing against time. I felt like time, and life itself, was getting away from me, and I wasn’t ready to leap into the next year of life without first settling into this current season of life. In a sense, I felt (and still do feel sometimes) that I am racing against time. That I have to work harder, accomplish more, and have more to show for myself before I reach a certain age or a certain time in my life.
While the importance of having goals cannot be understated, I am realizing that it is more than okay to have those goals evolve over the course of time. Because inevitably, time keeps ticking, the world keeps moving, and so too do we move and change. So while 25 is here and I am still figuring out what on earth I want to do with my life, I know that this is all a part of the journey–a part of the story that is unfolding in my life. I’m learning to embrace time, embrace the growing and the changing, and embrace the fact that my age is JUST a number… and it certainly doesn’t define me or my journey.
Anyways, tangent aside, I was so lucky to be able to spend some time traveling with my family to ring in the new age. I flew home to Seattle the weekend of my birthday and got to spend some time exploring the city, enjoying my family, and obsessing over my sister’s cat.
The first night I was back, my mom, sister, & I made dinner for us and my dad at my sister’s beautiful new apartment. We made an incredible chicken thai curry stir-fry that we made into tacos, roasted brussel sprouts & broccollini, and a basil lime quinoa. This was obviously enjoyed with some white wine.
So the real purpose of this trip was to take a girl’s weekend down to the Oregon Coast–a gift my sister and I got for my mom for Christmas last year. It was such a treat to spend such quality time with them as we drove down the coast listening to a good mix of Hawaiian reggae music, the Moana soundtrack, and a good plenty of broadway musicals.
We stayed at a quaint little Inn in Cannon Beach, Oregon which was located right across from the beach and Haystack Rock (and also had tons of tiny bunnies running around–SCORE!). Our weekend was the perfect mixture of adventure and relaxation. While we did our fair share of exploring the town, the beaches, and all the cute coffeeshops, we also did our fair share of chatting, playing board games, and drinking wine. It doesn’t get much better than that.
As we made our way back home, it just happened that our travel day fell on my birthday. So I decided I wanted to stop in Portland to get some tasty healthy food and some treats for after dinner. I found the most perfect cafe, called Prasad, where we ate tasty bowls of delicious food. It was just what I was looking for!
The evening was perfect. My family spoiled me silly and made my favorite dinner, played my favorite board game, and ate delicious cupcakes until our stomachs hurt. I couldn’t have asked for a better way to spend my birthday.
The next day, my sister, dad, and I got to have some adventures of our own! We visited a beautiful tulip farm (and illegally entered it and took pictures). We had a fantastic dinner on the water and took a ferry ride over to a little town where we stayed at a quaint hotel on the river.
A couple weeks after this glorious trip home, I got to go to Montana with my sister and her husband to visit my grandma who lives there. This was another fabulous trip of relaxing and enjoying one another, playing endless games of cribbage, and reminiscing on all the memories we had there of growing up. I am the kind of person who is constantly on the go, constantly moving, constantly in motion. So to just be able to sit still with no agenda, no to-do lists (besides winning our cribbage tournament–which I did not), and no responsibilities to look after, was a gift indeed. I was able to remember the value in the down time; the value in the intimate moments with people you love; and the value of taking your focus off what is going on in the world around and instead focusing on being present where you are.
Although we got to do so many different things, and visit so many different places, the highlight of these trips was just being with my family. Living on an island can get really difficult sometimes, especially because I am so close with my family. But it makes these times we share together even more special. I am a firm believer that distance truly does make the heart grow fonder. Because I don’t think I could get any more fond of this family of mine.
And back to the island I flew. Thankful for the home I have away from home and for all the amazing reasons I have to look forward to coming back to my island. I can’t believe the 24 years that I have gotten to live, and I am grateful for the opportunity to keep living, keep exploring, and keep learning. Here’s to many more adventures to come.
xoxo, Tessa Jean