Still Here, Still Us

I started this blog eighteen years ago as “Elena Unfiltered” - a college kid with big dreams and bigger opinions, writing about nursing school drama and figuring out life. Back then I thought I knew everything. Plot twist: I knew nothing.

Still Here, Still Us

Sixteen years ago, a scrawny graphic design nerd was sketching logos on cocktail napkins at Mitch’s Tavern while I argued with him about his pretentious music taste. I told Jen I was absolutely not interested. Famous last words. That nerd is now snoring next to me most nights, still making terrible puns, still looking at me like he can’t believe I picked him. (Neither can I sometimes, but here we are.)

He still makes me laugh like that scrawny nerd at Mitch’s.

Two kids, one perpetually hungry golden retriever, approximately forty-seven abandoned hobbies, one crooked shelf that will never be straight, and thousands of photos later - we’re still here. Sophie’s almost taller than me, Theo still thinks dinosaurs are the meaning of life, Marcus is currently obsessed with mechanical keyboards, and Biscuit continues to accidentally outperform all my carefully curated content.

Eighteen years of writing, sixteen years of marriage, and I’m still the main character of this story. Some things never change. And honestly? I’m not sorry about it.