Ferry Ride

 

I came across this photo while looking through old emails. So much has happened and changed since then. We were on a ferry going to SF with my mom and sisters. It was mid-June, but more like June gloom- typical of SF weather. The year was 2013. That was the time when I wore shorts with tights, did too much shopping at Goodwill and was still growing my hair out to eventually donate. 

I was in the middle- nearing the end of my junior College career and thinking about universities to apply to. It was right before I was interested in studying German and right before my cousin's wedding. I was still being stringed along by a lame guy- who was neither really a friend nor my boyfriend- confusing times! I was taking 2 summer classes and had fun outings with my friend Nasira. I was also working at Kumon very part time. 

Sister photo:)

My two sisters were going through their own seasons as well, and I think it's interesting to highlight.

 My dear sister on the left was about to leave for an intensive Spanish language program in Monterey for the summer - I would miss her a lot. And my sweet sister on the right was about to head abroad to Spain as an au pair for the summer. My sisters were leaving and having their own journeys be far away again. We were going through and doing unique things, and yet our stories still collided as sisters, as friends- like that day in SF.