It was the year of becoming addicted to Instagram and Mad Men. And being okay with little people stealing my heart. It was the hottest of lost summer days and a Brad Pitt movie about baseball that somehow overwhelmed my entire being. Then it was standing by the ocean and feeling it all over again.
It was being inspired by Wes Anderson. And welcoming back clients time after time as I watched their little ones grow. It was letting old songs find new memories. It was always believing. Of finding colors and capturing life.
It was the year of coming back, but not looking back. Of pushing restart on brand new dreams that have always been inside me. It was a bride becoming a friend, the best day ever, and a journey to see the one of us who lives in another state. It was rivers and roads and a church service in Seattle with 75,000 other people who were all longing for where the streets have no name.
It was a year that felt like hallelujah for the first time in a long time.
It was a head full of doubt followed by a road full of promise.
It was learning to sigh no more.
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Certainly, it was a celebration of together.
It was feeling it all - the hurt, the pain - then letting the happiness outweigh the rest.
It was the year 2011 and now it's time to do it all over again.
Except different.
1 comments:
E - Nicely said. Proud of the hard decisions that you made last year. Here is to another one as good as the last. You are amazing!
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