Love the Facebook memories feature thing. A lot of significant things seemed to happen on or around this day over the years.
Seven years ago, I was cheering on the Gators to victory at the BCS National Championship.
Six years ago, I started Parsons in New York.
Three years ago, I moved back up north and into my apartment in Jersey City.
Two years ago, JP and I were on our first big trip together to Southern California, Las Vegas, and Honolulu.
Today, well, this particular day isn't very exciting, but this past year has been.
I traveled to India (solo!) and saw the Taj Mahal, Akshardam Temple, and the Pink City. I celebrated Holi with a former Miss India and Baliwood stars. I sailed in the Arabian Sea, and rode along the Queen's Necklace, and visited factories, beaders, and markets (the not so glamorous parts of the fashion industry).
From there I flew to the Philippines to continue my non-profit work, and to explore other opportunities there. I never thought I'd get JP to make a trip over there, but he did, and I was able to share with him everything about that country that I love so much.
As if that wasn't enough, at the end of JP's apartment hunting trip to Seattle on a chilly August morning, at the top of the Space Needle overlooking his new job, his new place and his new city, he asked me to begin a new chapter with him. JP asked me to marry him.
So it's okay that on this specific day in 2016, nothing spectacular happened. Because this time next year is going to be the most special day of all.
