When I was 24 years old, I wrote my very first post. I said healthy sex life, uploaded a picture of my dog, and said I wanted to share things that I was passionate about. This blog challenged me to figure out who I was.
Figuring out how to have a healthy life. Enjoying the small moments in life. Wrangling a house of cute pets. Writing half a book and quitting on it. Somehow pulling off a Half Ironman. Vowing to never do that insanity again!
And I will NEVER, EVER forget how supportive you all have been through those experiences. I know there are people out there who have been reading since the beginning. So many you of took time out of your lives to offer me advice or support or just a nice comment. I was always SO grateful for you. I tell them about my readers. Seriously, I cannot write this post without stating how grateful I am to my readers.
I got to travel, explore, learn, cook, photograph, and write for a living. But most importantly, without you, Operation Beautiful would not exist. The bad taught me a lot about the world. It also taught me who I am, and I’m pretty happy with me. Plus, with the bad came so much good. On a day-to-day basis, I loved my work in this space.