29 has been magical, I can’t wait to see what 30 brings.

The Bergmans left Los Angeles, California around the 1960s and here we are almost 60 years later, we’re moving the bloodline back to the West Coast, and I couldn’t be happier.

This year the 4th of July was a bit of a paradox for me. I find it even harder to celebrate the aspect of “The Land of the Free.”

I have been writing and then deleting for the past week. I have wanted to join in the chorus but I have not wanted my voice to be louder than someone else’s, someone who has truly felt this pain as their reality, whereas mine has been from the sidelines. While I don’t know if this is the best way to join the chorus, I am trying all that I can think of. I hope and pray that you do too.

The defining moment of our childhoods was 9/11. A defining moment of our parents’ adulthood was 9/11. A defining moment of our adulthoods is now, COVID-19.

My room has always been my room. It’s been my sanctuary. Even though my roof is changing, my room will always be my room, my landing pad, here at my parents and wherever my feet lead.

It’s crazy to think that the 2010s are coming to a close. This has been a decade full of growth, love, travel, and learning more about who I am. I am so thankful for these past ten years and cannot wait for the next ten!

Even as I begin to share these words, my soul is cringing. Mostly because I feel like a hypocrite. I know that friends and family will begin to read these words and potentially laugh, because, well, I am known for always going and doing, not stopping and resting.

I turn 26 in a week. I know, my heart jumps a little too! Each year I like to take a bit and look back on the past year of my life. This year, I decided to do something a little different.