Friday Nights.

Friday nights used to consist of getting dressed up, going out for drinks, dancing and staying out until the wee hours of the morning. 

I can remember going out on Thursday night, Friday night and Saturday night every weekend. I can remember pulling all nighters. 

I can remember that wild girl. No one could tell her what to do. Nothing could phase her on a Friday night.

I was indulgent in my ways of self destruction.

    I always say that life is full of chapters. This...was one of mine.

    I show these photos for no other reason but because they were once my life.

    I'm not proud of them. In fact, I took them off of this post twice before deciding to keep them.

    I decided to keep them up because they are truth. They are who I once was.

    I am not proud of them, but I'm not ashamed to show you who I used to be either. Life is a learning experience, right? 

    And oh, what I've learned!

    In those moments, I was a wild child. 

My Friday nights look a lot different now.

Instead of putting on make up and picking out an outfit, I watch Scarlett play in the bathtub, lotion her up and then put on her 

cozy pajamas. Instead of dancing to heart pounding beats, I read Olivia or The Very Hungry Caterpillar for the 80th time in a month.

Instead of drinking until I can't stand, I put my sleepy babe in her bed and then sip on a glass of wine

 of which I never usually finish, and write for an hour or so.

I have talked about what a different life that I lead now. You can read about that here.

I used to love going out and doing whatever my heart spontaneously pleased.

Now, my wants are much different. On Friday night, I want to cuddle my Scarlett to sleep and then cuddle her Daddy as I fall asleep.

 I want movie nights and time spent together as we lay in bed. No tv. No distractions. Just us.

Some might think that my diametric Friday nights are lame. Or boring.

But to me, they are perfect.

Most times in life, you have to see the difficult to appreciate the good.

Or experience different types of living to realize what life is all about.

I'm not saying that nightlife is all bad. It's good to get out now and then. I love my girl's nights or date nights.

But when you've lived the wild child life long enough, you get bored of that same old scene.

You start to realize what really matters.

And to me, it's my family. My Scarlett. My Ty.

To be honest, deep down, I was always waiting for the important things to come along.

Friday nights are a lot different now. I'm pretty happy about that.