
Rome, Italy
Today, I got a letter asking, "Where have you been?" (Good question, right?) Well.... I must admit I have been horrible at following through with my "post a photo a day" plan. I promise, I'm not this flaky in real life. I've just had more important things going on.
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For the past two weeks, I've been working. {Shooting photos.} For money!
Four weeks ago, I was granted my first break in five years -- two days to myself (as both children are in school now!) So far, I haven't spent one day on the couch eating bon bons and watching trashy television. I guess I'll have to wait until my 60's for that.
Since Monday, I've been experiencing intermittent showers of butterflies and flurries of excitement whenever I think about next week. NYC, baby!
On Tuesday, I dressed up for no reason at all.
This afternoon, I laughed and chased birds while biking with my son. (Nothing beats a post-lunch ride.)
Two weeks ago, my sister and her family came to visit. We had ten days of living in the middle of a whirlwind of children, happiness, and chaos. (Missing them now.)
This summer, I quit drinking Chardonnay. (Burnt out. Moved on.)
And sadly, about the same time, I had a falling out with one of my best friends. (Somehow the two seem interconnected -- as strange as that sounds.)
Tonight, the piano played me as it lead my fingers across the keyboard.
This weekend I realized that I must return to yoga. I daren't tell you the last time I went.
All day today, I was early for once.
This month, my instincts reminded me I need to listen to and trust them more. (They are right, you know.)
Yesterday, I tried to find the perfect pair of red shoes. (I found them, just not in my size.)
Today, I only thought about her a few times.
Tomorrow, I will eat cupcakes with friends.
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But right now, my heart finally feels a little less heavy.


















