My last post was 10 days ago but it feels like 3. Why is May so cray? 🧐🤯🤪 Also, I honestly don’t have the strength or stamina to try and “beat the algorithm” by posting on the daily. It’s too much. I want to just live, you know? Putting my phone down (and forgetting where I put it 👵🏼) is an everyday thing. I want to enjoy my children while they’re still children. I want to drink my tea in my favorite chair with my fuzzy blanket and watch a good movie. I want to drink in views like this one. I want to taste the warm air and listen to the kids laugh (and tune out the arguing 🙄😅). I don’t want to be remembered by my kids as the mom with the phone glued to her hand.
However, I also want to take a bunch of photos, because that’s just me. Ask my high school friends, in the early 90s.... I was the girl with a camera, documenting everything, developing film and making photo albums with words and quotes cut out of magazines, arranged all nice in those sticky albums with the plastic page covers. 🤓 I was often journaling, writing, taking pics, documenting, remembering. I’m sentimental, and I love history. This is my small way of capturing my own bit of history. My story and my family. Our life.
So what’s the balance? I’m learning. I’m taking more pictures for personal memories and less for sharing. I rarely (never?!) post instantly. I take my time, I enjoy the moments and maybe, post later. I realize this isn’t keeping up with the hustle we’re told to embrace. But I just can’t/won’t do it. I’m really really grateful for those who choose to follow here, who choose to engage. You are wonderful and I’m honored! Thankyou for being here. And I’m sorry if I don’t connect as much as I used to. It’s not you, it’s me. 😂 I hope you have a beautiful weekend, embracing your life and all its imperfections, being grateful for the small things, and taking care of YOU! Much love. Xoxoxo.