Remember When...

One of the things I'm most excited about is the "Remember when..." conversations. They inevitably (and constantly) come up with the four of us. I decided that since I'm new to the blogging world (in need of practice)and Dre wants more to read while she is procrastinating studying, I'm taking a look back at where we came from.

The other day I was writing my personal essay for my application when I came across the word "ambassador". I was taken back to when Dre and I used to dream of what we were going to be when we grew up. As you can probably guess, I wanted to be famous... big surprise; the lesser known story is Dre's dream of becoming an ambassador (like a princess, but smarter). I was laughing so hard that I had to call her and tell her so she could revisit the dream as well. Although "Dentist" is a far cry from the political figure she aspired to be, I think we all can agree its a better fit.

I think its good to have big dreams when you are little, it fosters motivation, strength, and also foreshadows who you are gonna be. I mean, Lacey wanted to be a cat... How can you get more creative/imaginative than that?

This trip is going to create so many more "Remember when..." conversations, and I can't wait for all of those moments. You know, the ones where you know that you could never recreate it, but it replays in your dreams 10 years later. Maybe it will be ordering crepes in front of the Eiffel Tower, or throwing pennies into the Trevi Fountain in Rome (pic above), whatever it is... I'm ready, 11 days!!!!