Augusta, GA Family, Maternity, Newborn, Infant, Baby, Child, Engagement Photographer
Here’s to the difficult days. The ones that seem to drag on, the ones you find yourself stumbling. Here’s to the days where you remind yourself to breathe deeply. For on the horizon is a new day in which you will soar and the deep breaths will come naturally and cleanse you, body and soul. Light it up, friends.
Once upon a time, ok, ok…In 2014 I started Project 365 using my iPhone. The creators made the whole thing incredibly simple with an app that stored each photo. All I had to do was remember to take one photo each day. Just one. Seeing as how I take far more than that each day, this should have been so easy that they could have paid me to represent them!
Fast forward exactly 1 week. I had taken exactly 1 photo and it was on a day that I remembered that I had forgotten, so I snapped a photo of something ridiculous…like my toothbrush. After this tragic beginning I vowed to do better, and I did. Along came March, three whole months later, and then the unthinkable occurred. My phone decided it needed to be restored to factory settings. I had backed it up so everything was able to be restored except, wait for it…yup, you guessed it, my Project 365 images. Well, that did it, I quit because I can’t possibly start a year long project in the middle of March. No sir, that’s not when a new year begins, therefore, done.
Along came a new year, new goals, new adventures, and the opportunity for a new Project 365! And….I completed it!!!! It’s finished! I completed a full year of photos, each day. Here’s what I have learned after my major success…
So, I thought I’d share my little snippets, exciting adventures, sometimes mundane moments of nothingness that built my year. I highly recommend trying a 365 challenge for yourself. Just check out all the apps available in the app store. The one I chose was called Project 365.
Good luck and I’d love to see your projects
There’s so much more to this. Saying goodbye to a home along with all the memories made there is emotional and really is going to be saved for another blog post. I did have to share this though now that we have Internet again. The day we arrived in Louisiana for our 4 year stay, the twins were 7 months old. We drove separately from Charley because he needed to meet the moving truck in a timely manner, and I don’t move three children and a dog in a timely manner. Passing the “Welcome to DeRidder” sign on the way into town I half-heartedly announced it to the kids. No one responded. We were sad to leave our last home, tired of driving, and it was hot. We were used to the last part, but man that seems to make everything feel heavier.
We arrived to our new home, which I later lovingly called our oasis in the middle of nowhere. Drew hopped out of the car and was instantly zipping through the rooms. I slowly unloaded the twins and as we got to the front door I set them down. I watched them crawl into our new home and new life. I snapped this picture and I’m so very thankful that I did.
Four years later and time seems to have both flown by and stood still. I thought of the picture above a few weeks before the movers came and after more trouble than there should have been, I found it. As we walked out of our house that I truly loved to head to Longview, I snapped one more picture. There’s no denying the passing of time now. They crawled in and walked out. With that I feel the heaviness of moving again, but also a bit of contentment. We’re bringing up some amazing kiddos, even if they do make me occasionally want to hide in the bathroom. There weren’t the tears like our last move, at least not for the same reasons, but there is the weight of the book, the one that’s closing on one adventure. Thankfully, there’s always another one to pick up and start fresh.
With that we say a big goodbye to our oasis, our friends that became family, and a bigger goodbye to the military. It’s been good to us and an amazing experience I wouldn’t trade for the world.
Another amazing homecoming shot for a dear friend. It was an honor to be a part of their reunion and it is an honor to call them friends. I miss this family dearly. This time, I’ll let the photos do the talking