You may have noticed, in this barren wasteland of a blog, I posted below something that was completely opposite of what you may expect here. I’ve been stressing about following up on that post. So many things have changed since May, and I want to share. The problem is, I don’t know how to share anymore. I don’t feel I can just blast everything out there. I need a warmup. I need to get used to personally blogging again. I have so much to say…. but don’t know where to start. Every single day is a gift…… and I don’t know what parts to share anymore……
So many changes. I plan to be giving some insight on personal and business changes. I started to a few months ago but was told I have to keep my mouth shut, and not let my customers or other photographers know because I should put on some fake facade that things are different than what they are. Why do I listen to anyone? *shaking my head*
I have never put on an act. I’ve always been myself. So why am I hiding from all of you? That ends here and now.
I’m jumping back into the blog. I have nothing to hide. Some crazy and wonderful things have happened over the past few months, and I want to share, honestly. Give me a little time, though, but it will happen.
Where do you restart? I don’t know. How ’bout the punch in the arm I got last night? Haha…. once I share a bit of normal every day stuff, I will delve into the deeper stuff, promise.
I tried to sweep my front porch off last night and was punched in the arm. Well, for a second, it felt like a punch, until the sharp pain took over…. I went running. Dean was kind enough to follow me around making sure I wasn’t going to have a reaction to the yellow jacket sting, and brushed the last one or two out of my hair. Late last night, he sprayed out my muck boots that were on the porch. Evidently, there was a nest. He showed me the nest this morning. Gross. Can we find beauty in it? I tried…..