This should be a post about how my daughter turned eighteen, about how much I love her, about how proud I am of her, about how incredibly blessed I know I am to be her mother, about how even though I’m excited about her going to college and growing up I have such mixed feelings and bittersweet enthusiasm for her leaving home, and about how I still feel 23 on the inside, so I don’t know how this all happened so fast. It should be, but it’s not. Or, wait, I think it just was.
Anyway, these are outtakes from her senior photos we took a few months ago on Galveston Island. They’ve been sitting on my computer, waiting for me to learn Photoshop and still I have not. They aren’t the ones she will pick to send to family and friends. They aren’t the best photos in the bunch, by any means, but I love them. They make me think of her and how I see her the most. We took our time, walking through the city, going to all the places we love to go and it was the most easy thing for her to smile that day.
(lensbaby)
I snapped a few of the other one, who was as patient as could be expected with a day of stopping to take a million photos. He was only in it for the G.I. Surplus store.
The whole day felt like a natural extension of the way we spent many weekends of her childhood- together and laughing. I love you, little girl.
I wanted to finish this pullover, by Joji Locatelli, before sitting in on one of her classes. Kind of like reading an author’s book before hearing them speak. It just…
No more droids for me! It came! (365 Day 114 Photo) I’ve wanted one of these for long time, but, silly me, I couldn’t justify the purchase unless I could…
I told you I wasn’t finished with purple. These are Cedar Glen Mitts, by Katie Canavan. They are so lovely and spring-like that I thought I’d do some planting in…
Am heading out tomorrow to visit my husband’s family and attend another yoga certification through Yogafit. I am excited about learning new teaching techniques. I have only taught for a…
It’s all finished and on my daughter’s person now, just in time for the last day of high school… ever! I was doubtful that I could squeeze in a handmade…