May 4
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And I’m learning to let go of my expectations. I can’t make anyone be what I want them to be, shape them into someone, or something, else. I can only take what is, and work with that.
– Chad Jones
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Feb 2
I spent the weekend with my parents, and it occurred to me that no matter how old I get I’ll always be the kid.
And my mom will always be my mom…
Me: “Hey Momma, is Louis’ bed still in here?”
Me: “Hey Momma, where’s my soda? ”
Me: “Hey Momma, is this my plate in the oven?”
On Friday night, my mom cooked the dinner, and then cleaned everything up by herself, before I was even done eating. But when I put my plate in the dishwasher…
Mom: “Thanks for doing that.”
No, thank you Mommy!
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Here are some pictures:
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Jan 26
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We’re creating stories with every meal we eat together, with every crazy family dance time, with every time we patiently wait for an unsuspecting family member to exit the washroom so we can yell “Boo!”
– Jan Moyer
Remember that time?
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Jan 5
I’m not much of a risk taker. I remember a time when I would stick my hand in a hamster cage in a heartbeat. It wasn’t a lack of fear – I always knew I could get bitten and how much it hurt. I’d been hamster bit many a time. It was just that I wanted to hold that hamster more than I feared the hamster’s bite.
I’m not that girl anymore.
I don’t know when she disappeared, when the fear of the bite overtook my excitement and desire to reach into dangerous places.
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Are you a risk taker or do you keep on the safe side? Were you always like that?
Is playing it a bit more safe just a normal part of growing up, learning and deciding what risks we are and aren’t willing to take?
As I got older, did I gain more fear, or lose my excitement?
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I'm a writer and photographer, sometime poet and philosopher, who is figuring out who she was meant to be.
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