3:48 p.m. It’s been a while, diary. A long while. I was inspired to come back and have a re-read. Partly because I’m closing out my 20s at the end of the month(which is good) and partly because Cindy shared a piece of her with me; and I, in return, shared my old diary.

It’ll be 3 years, almost to the day, since I last wrote something. For shame, although I feel like those years have been emotionally turbulent (all internalized), significant life milestones were made.

Like, for example, I met my sisters! Like a comet, they came flying into my life about 2 years ago. And of all methods to track someone down, they choose Facebook. And I thought my family was getting smaller. Over night I assumed an aunt role to 5 beautiful nieces and nephews. Here are two people that can provide a glimpse into history my mom rarely spoke about. Here are two lovely sisters; two women I’m thrilled to have in my life. Two families I can grow old with. La vita e bella!

One of the more interesting things about returning to this site is reading about my dating history. It reeks of desire and desire of wanting to be loved. Well, I found it. Found him, I should say rather. Matt proposed in Aiello, Italy two summers ago. It was romantically clichéd, but wonderful still. I’ll never forget the evening where Matt looked at me and said he was considering marriage. He loved me so much that this feeling was overwhelming and ‘crazy’. We’re set to marry in the “Soo” August 29, 2009.

Another milestone? A house! Matt and I purchased a home last May. After months of looking, we fell immediately in love with a small war-time home. Fire place, hardwood flooring, lots of character. I come home and it feels like home. I love it.

So now, it’s a little strange to think I’m engaged, have a home, a car and two sweet cats. Earlier entries never really indicated this life. I know now I wasn’t ready then. I know now that things will happen when you’re ready. I still kinda freak out thinking about the commitment, the lifestyle, the prospect of children. I used to dream of travelling the world alone. Like my aunt. Be solo and live off the next big adventure.

I’m keen on closing out my 20s. They were fabulous years of extreme highs and extreme lows. I’m convinced I missed all this emotional turmoil that most experience in their teens and while I had the joy of experiencing in my 20s.

Bring the 30s on!

n@s