Hey again,

imageWhen I attempted blogging last year I was coming off of a wedding high and I was desperate to keep the excitement of planning alive. I completely ignored the need to introduce myself. I dove head first into wedding vomit and didn’t even begin scratching the surface of Well,  my real life. So here I am, a year later, still completely in love with my husband and inappropriately obsessed with weddings. Just a little more jaded from life thus far and a whole lot of tired.

In the last 7 or 8 months life has been challenging, to put it nicely. Honestly, it has straight SUCKED. By sucked I mean hardcore, made me hate life….sucked.  But, it’s also been wonderful and eye opening and it has brought me here. I’ll dive into the crap 2017 has been later but for now, I’ll try to introduce myself.

I am horrible at introductions. Really though, how do people come up with tag lines and bios? I hate how difficult being unique is when describing yourself. So here I go, I am married to the love of my life. This is always what I feel like leading with. Although I feel I have achieved quite a bit in my 24 years, being married to my best friend just feels like the most profound moment in my life so far. We moved to Las Vegas (Henderson really but whatever) from Northern Ca. in 2014. I was lucky all the way around. I was transferred with my job, was accepted into UNLV and was able to move my father in so we could begin the journey of care giving. I am my father’s care giver and it’s one of the largest parts of who I am and what I live and breathe on a daily basis. Outside of my home life, I am a full-time college student and I am SO CLOSE to FINALLY finishing my degree in Anthropology. I moved to Las Vegas to get my degree in hospitality… I know, I said Anthropology like 5 words ago but I changed my major at the end of this last semester and I am on track to graduate in 3 semesters, if i bust my ass. Keyword there is “if” but I’m going to try. I am also a proud pitbull mom, my pups are my life and they keep me grounded. Without them, I can honestly say I would not make it through my day with any sanity. I also work for a pretty awesome company, but I work a lot. I won’t talk about work much; that’s not what I am here for. My job is the most time consuming part of my life so I feel the need to mention it. I won’t ever say where I work but I work in the nutrition industry, you can call me a supplement dealer if you want. I have been a retail store manager since I was 21 so I dont have and have never had much time for myself.

My husband and I have spent the last few months downright struggling to live a healthy life and so far, we’ve done a pretty damn good job. I’ll go into the nitty gritty details as the blog progresses but my husband has Crohn’s disease and it’s a new diagnosis that we are navigating one day at a time. On top of that, I myself am a genetic mess. Wilfullywayward is my way of finding a glimmer of hope in the roller coaster of life. You’ll get to know me, my husband, our marriage and our struggles with Crohn’s, Hashimoto’s and infertility all while I hold down a demanding job, attending college full time and care for my aging father.

My life is nothing glamorous, I am a busy college student, wife, daughter, caregiver and boss who cusses a little too much and can be quite over dramatic. I’m trying to find my sweet spot in life and I hope you enjoy the ride 💜



One thought on “Hey again,

  1. Ashleigh says:

    You my dear are inspirational. And yay for anthro! I am almost done with degrees in cultural anthro, art history and general behavioral science.
    I fully have education envy for people who make it work despite health/life issues.
    Keep on keeping on!!


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