I had many things to write about last week and would reach for my laptop to write a post and then realized that it was my 800th blog post. I didn't want to tack on such an accomplishment to a small post about shipping labels or rubber stamps. So I waited. As I woke up this morning to celebrate my 15th wedding anniversary (16 years since we met) I realized that this would be the perfect post to celebrate both.
16 years ago I was a willful but painfully shy girl touring around Chicago by myself. For new readers, you can take a look here for the details of that journey around the magical city of Chicago. I was a mix of personalities. I was strong but I was weak. I was confident in myself but my spirit was crushed by my childhood school experience. I wanted to find out who I was but I never really knew how. It wasn't until I met Dave on April 1st that for the first time in my life (outside of my caring parents) that someone loved me for who I was. All the way to the core of my soul.
After we married and I moved to England I began that search of who Selena really was. I didn't know it at the time though. My first 3 years in England were painfully lonely. Yet it was through that pain that led me to search and search for something that made me feel alive. Dave worked long hours and I knew nobody on that small island. It was in England where I began to take battered furniture and turn them into something new. I also began to go to car boot sales (similar to flea markets but in grassy fields) and rediscover my love of thrifting.
It wasn't until we moved to Bainbridge Island, Washington that I realized that there was an entire blog community of people that loved thrifting, loved vintage and loved fixing the battered and discarded. There are moments where I feel that Dave met me as someone who was kind of battered and definitely neglected in the world. When he fell in love with me and showed an interest in all that I loved, it gave me confidence. He brought me out of my shell and he ignited a fire that still burns bright today.
Although he began to get bored of complementing yet another thrifted item that I would bring home, his boredom inspired Apron Thrift Girl. I wanted to find like minded people that shared my passion. I remember feeling so surprised that people would comment on how much they liked an item that I had found at a garage sale. Writing and sharing became my ultimate passion. That passion developed and created a money making business.
It was Dave encouraging me to find my true passion that brings me here today. I love my marriage. I have the honor of writing ATG posts every week. I get paid to buy & sell vintage.
There are times that I feel so blessed and grateful about how complete my life feels.
Thank you to those that come each week and read Apron Thrift Girl. Thanks especially to those that comment as that is what often keeps me writing more posts. You motivate and drive me. Thanks to those that have reached out with emails to connect locally. Thanks to those that have supported me in both the highs and lows of my life. I appreciate each and every one of you.