I will stay should the world by me fold
Lift up Your name as the darkness falls
I will wait and hold fast to Your word
Heart on Your heart and my eyes on You

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Whoa mama. It’s been a long time since I last blogged.

It’s strange that I took such a long break from writing.  I love to blog.  Over seven years of blogging on this blog and several (dramatic) college years of blogging on another site, it never got old.  Blogging was a source of expression where I shared my inspiration and projects and growth.  It’d become a main source of therapy where I aired much of my heartbreak and struggles.  I loved blogging through it all.

But recently, as much as I wanted to, I just couldn’t find any real words or images to share.  I couldn’t share myself.  Because what was really going on was a lot of confusion.  Part of this hiatus was due to lots of work, but the other part was avoidance.  It’s been just over a year since my mom passed away.  And in taking a break from blogging, in some way I felt like I didn’t have to face that she’s been gone for a year already.  In all honesty it flew by.  I almost felt guilty that the year didn’t go by slower, that I didn’t suffer more.  After her death it was so bizarre how meaningless certain days became and how painfully meaningful other days were.

I just kind of wanted to disappear for a while.  And I pretty much did.  It’s a pretty easy thing to do.  It was so easy to keep everything inside, to cry alone silently, not letting anyone in my life know the kind of pain I was struggling with.  Opening up is such a double-ended sword.  Sharing helped to alleviate some of that mourning, but it also reminded me of why I was mourning.  And that constant fear that someone might mention it consumed me.

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Then I went to counsel at CBM camp.  It’s a Christian high school camp I attended when I was younger and even counseled at while I was in college. It’d been years since I counseled, but I felt God calling me back this year.  I was so blessed with two other counselors and together we counseled 13 campers.  We were talking with our campers when a topic came up that just seemed appropriate for me to share my experience with my mom with the girls.  I shared how hard it was lose her and about my aching fear of losing my father.  I confessed how difficult it was to go through but how encouraged I felt to share it with others.  It was then that I was reminded as much as it does hurt to share my feelings with others, in the end it’s for the better.  God uses little things like that to share his love and bless us.  He is a constant source of peace, and He emerges in the smallest of acts, comforting and encouraging us as we navigate this crazy life of ours.

So anyway, long story short… God is good.  And I’m back to blogging!

I’ve been lovin the song, “Stay & Wait”, which the lyrics above are from the the video below is of.


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Just a few pictures from Tuesday’s styled shoot in the Santa Cruz mountains.  I just couldn’t resist a little sneak peek.

And just for some deets. I shot the session with my canon 5dmarkii but that last shot was shot with my polaroid rangefinder on 3000B instant film.  swoon.

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long distance

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There’s always something that triggers my erratic sleep schedule.  I struggle with maintaining normal sleep hours.  I tried to set time aside last week to “fix” what resulted from traveling every other week for two months.  I went to bed at reasonable hours at the beginning of the week, but then I just went back to sleeping during the day.  You see, there was a day that I stayed up all night editing and reading…. so late that I thought, “Oh… if I just stay up a couple more hours I can talk to Lance [who lives on the east coast] before he heads to work.”   And that’s when it all fell apart.  Pretty much since then I’ve stayed up until 5am working or reading or just being up to say good night/morning to him.  Then I proceeded to sleep until early afternoon.  Woops.  I suppose it’s a small price to pay to talk to one’s long-distance boyfriend.

Whenever anyone finds out that Lance lives in Virginia they ask how it is being in a long distance relationship.  Honestly it’s hard at times, but I don’t mind it much.  With all the traveling I do it feels like I’d be in a long distance relationship with anyone no matter where they lived.  And, thankfully, between our trips, I see more of Lance than some of my friends see their significant other.  (They see each other once every couple weeks because of their full time jobs, obligations and distances within the Bay Area.)  I think if anything our relationship is stronger due to the shear volume of how much we talk.  I get a lot of practice explaining my dry/deadpan humor and communicating my feelings (scary, I know).  All our emails and texts and phone calls and facetimes give us the opportunity to really get to know each other on a deep level.  So all things considered, I still feel pretty blessed to be in a relationship with this guy.

In fact just the other day he unclogged my shower drain from about 2500 miles away.  My shower was draining really slowly so I used Drano, which seemed to clog it further.  Then according to the directions on the back of the bottle, I poured more down the drain.  That, of course, made it completely clogged. It didn’t drain at all.  When I called the Drano company (which has a satisfaction guarantee) they told me to call a plumber.  Great.  Instead, I called Lance, and with little thought he suggested I use a plunger.  Aha! Like that, the drain was completely unplugged.  Win.  He’s across the country but still doing boyfriend-y things for me. Hurray!

Happy Monday! (I love Mondays.  Mondays are Saturdays.)


Today marks the 70th anniversary of D-Day when Allied troops invaded Normandy during World War II.

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“On June 6, 1944, more than 160,000 Allied troops landed along a 50-mile stretch of heavily-fortified French coastline, to fight Nazi Germany on the beaches of Normandy, France. Gen. Dwight D. Eisenhower called the operation a crusade in which, “we will accept nothing less than full victory.” More than 5,000 Ships and 13,000 aircraft supported the D-Day invasion, and by day’s end, the Allies gained a foot-hold in Continental Europe. The cost in lives on D-Day was high. More than 9,000 Allied Soldiers were killed or wounded, but their sacrifice allowed more than 100,000 Soldiers to begin the slow, hard slog across Europe, to defeat Adolf Hitler’s crack troops.”  

from the official website of the US Army.

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This isn’t a topic I normally discuss on my blog, but I felt it was so necessary to touch on.  Honestly I thought today was just National Donut Day, until I read the newspaper and realized it’s also D-Day.  It seems like a such a shame that something as frivolous as donuts shares a day with D-Day. I’ve watched the series, Band of Brothers, over 20 times, but every time I see the D-Day scene I can’t help but bawl.  To know that so many men died on a single day breaks my heart.  I don’t know much about D-Day or War World II, but I know enough to know these men fought for our freedom and safety.  They gave their lives for their country.  That’s why I think it’s so important to pay respect to them today.

So while I think everyone should take advantage of the plethora of donuts today, I think we all should also take a moment to remember the tremendous sacrifice that was given June 6, 1944.

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If you want to know more about D-Day visit this D-Day website.

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