My husband asked me this morning “What inspires you?” It was prompted by my longing to just stay in bed.
It is a cold and cloudy day here in DC and coming off a 12 hour wedding day…there were more than three good reasons to just stay where I was this morning.
The question launched me into thinking about that it though…”What inspires me?”
I can tell you being with this couple on their wedding day this past Saturday inspired me. Witnessing their love…praying with them…being given the privelege to capture beautiful images, but most importantly beautiful people…It made my heart sing.
Focusing on what matters and drawing close to those things…it’s what I need to do more of and what we are all called to do. This is how we are supposed to live…inspired.
Today I am thankful for this couple and for this opportunity.
Here’s to feeling inspired this week and congratulations to Lauren and Rick on their marriage.
We piled into the car on Sunday afternoon. It was packed to the brim. In between bathing suits and sand toys, my computer was wrapped and belted with a tiny promise that I would only do work if I had time. If you are struggling to understand what wedding season and mini season look like to a photographer…you just need to know this…An hour after pulling out of the driveway, we stopped on the other side of the bridge to meet one of my sweet couples and squeeze just one more session in.
Finally, by 7PM, with the sun finally down over my favorite bay, I found myself tucking my camera away. I closed my eyes to the sound of my husband telling me how awesome I had just been at what I love to do. I was happy to have had a great session with two people I adore, but admittedly I was even happier to hear the promises of the beach streaming towards me.
The next morning we awoke to a giggling girl, a puppy eager to run and a Nonna (my mom) ready for the beach. Aaaaaa…vacation.
Over the next few days my mom would wake-up early with Adalynn…toss her into the stroller and head with “La-La” to the beach. Sean and I would stumble back to bed and wake hours later to a salty, sandy little girl and a puppy ready for a nap.
Through out the week, I was able to keep my tiny promise. Family was always the first priority. Sean and I are blessed to have lives where we get to make sure that happens and certainly, on a long overdue family vacation, we did. Work came a far distant second. It happened, work that is…but in tiny productive increments. My mind enjoyed the break…my creative energy…a slow recharge.
On the ride home, I surfed through photos and longed to be going back. Time flew between conversations over coffee, homemade fudge and trips to the local book-store. A week later…I still am wishing my toes were in the sand and Adalynn’s giggles were rivaling the sound of the seagulls. There is nothing better for your soul then spending time with people you love, seeing the ocean and certainly nothing better than wearing pajamas on the beach.
The only reason God didnt make us sisters is because one mom couldn’t handle us both.
It’s no secret….we have too much fun together. Just ask our clients…or husbands… Whether we are shooting… shopping with my one year old and her 4 month old…or swapping kids so we can go to client meetings… it is ALWAYS an adventure.
And today happens to be her BIRTHDAY!
Happy Birthday sweet Nikki! I hope this coming year is full of blessings and I am so thankful to have you in my life!
I had plans for a much different post today. But I also know that several people who read this blog are reading with heavy hearts. I don’t know many things, but I do know that a little boy was given his angel wings yesterday and most importantly I know his momma and family loved him VERY much.
Please, if you have the ability… go here and make a donation to this deserving family in their time of need.
And make sure to squeeze those little ones extra extra tight today.
On this day 3 years ago it was pouring down rain…5 inches in 24 hours to be exact. Our friends and family had gathered at the church we both grew up in. The air conditioning was off…it was sticky…and people used the programs to fan themselves. My sister had forgotten her dress so I was late…Sean was nervous. Our friend Jenna sang while everyone waited…melting. It seemed like the longest ride to the church to get there. And then all of sudden…there we were. My mom walked me down the aisle. I still remember his face and the soreness in my cheeks because I couldn’t stop smiling. The preacher, our good friend, spoke of a life of service and love and that she imagined we would have a noisy house… man was she right. Standing there in front of all of our loved ones… we said “I do” and the journey began.
Thank you Sean DeFrehn…for waiting for me…for picking me…for marrying me. In three short years, I am so proud of the life we have and thankful for the dreams come true that I didn’t even know I had.
Seeing her next to her cousins this week made me realize how big she is getting. As often as she followed them, they followed her too.
We did lots of bird watching and looking at fish (as evidenced by yesterday’s post). She seems to be soaking up just everything we show her…and man…I can’t get enough of that toothy smile. I love her excitement over everything and all the steps I get to watch her take.
I struggle so much with being photographer and mom to capture what I love about her, but I just love these photos. To me, they are soher and summarize so many things about the week. (Like asserting her independence and refusing to wear her hat… and the countless stairs she HAD to do the big girl way.)
I swear everyday I feel even more thankful be her mommy:)
Sorry for the mom post…but seriously… can you get enough of that smile???
Vacation is over. We planned it with only a week’s notice. We hit lots of bumps on the road to get there. Sean’s grandfather or our “Pap” as he is more affectionately called, almost didn’t make it to the trip. We had little ones who were going to have to travel from afar. But somehow…we made it together…and it was wonderful.
As I sit now going through my photos I can’t help but smile from ear to ear thinking of all the fun moments. It is certainly too much for one blog post.
Just like everything else…vacation…little fish…these tiny moments just slip right through your fingers. This year, I can’t help but be thankful that they even happened.
And Hunter was certainly happy her “kind of cute fish” liked swimming in her bucket:)